yeah you're probably right.. i should stop equating love with getting naked on a webcam for him.
Oddly enough when I decided to stop whoreing myself out... I lost most of my companionship.
Literally been drinking for 10 hours. Hammered. Roasted chestnuts fell out of my shirt earlier.
We've been here 3 hours and the only 1 word answer she didn't give was the drink order. Don't think I'm getting laid tonight
its time for step 4 of getting over him: post his number on the transvestite page on craigs list asking for pics
once you started introducing yourself as "running-bear" i knew you were beyond fucked up
I was preparing to do my walk of shame shirtless, but then I found my sweater, wallet and keys neatly piled under a tree in the park.
My night ended with Em alternately crying and throwing up in the arms of a guy wearing a cutoff and a tiara. I sat holding a garbage can and wine glass full of water wondering how our night got to this point.
Also, lets remember that we have known each other for nearly a decade and our two most recent photos to one another are boxes of plan b
When you have to have Siri remind you that you're on your period cuz you're so drunk you keep forgetting about tampons it might be time to call it a night.
Yeah just pls explain the dishes and the dildo. I don't want to lose my job over a dick in the cooler.
He's perfect in every other way. Is buying him a cockring too forward or just honest?
Eat, nap, & pace yourself. Words to live by.
Just got an exam care package consisting of only adderall wrapped in money. Score one for mom.
he bought me ice cream then took me home and fucked the shit outta me. you can't write this kinda romance.
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