I've been reduced to Capt. Morgan and Golden Girls reruns. Ugh.
The liquor store wont accept checks from us anymore.
He rubs his penis on back when he think I'm sleeping
Fantastic. I'm pretty cold, tired, dirty, and hungry, but that comes with an adventurous weekend. Who needs a wallet or keys anyway? I could totally be homeless.
his name is devion and he has a voice like velvet and handcuffs
I inadvertently smoked 6 blunts at one time. We just kept passing them around...I didn't know what happened until it was over. I can't walk.
don't mind me. just hanging out in this cool air conditioned Babies R Us until the liquor store next door opens.
Some days you just pee in a stairwell and go home.
I just got a get of my turf look from a hooker. Apparently, Ninja Turtles T-shirt+Jeans+Flip-Flops=Hooker Gear. Woot.
I'm having a hard time existing right now. When I figure out how it works ill be over.
It's like you know you got fucjed up when you wake up and check fir your own pulse
Growing a beard is gonna make smoking a pipe look so much more majestic
he sent me the greatest dick pic I've ever received.
he actually took the time to cut a fingertip off of a glove then put it on his dick like a beanie. he called it hipster dick.
I can't ever look his wife in the eye again. She will see right through my soul to his dick pic.
You haven't lived until you have fucked while Fantasia is on
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