I just realized that when I walk away people probably say "wow she really has a drinking problem" and sadly it doesn't bother me.
I must say, I don't like the act of throwing up, but the feeling after is quite delightful
on todays agenda: meeting with a life coach then going to the dollar store to buy batteries for my vibrator. clearly im still unemployed.
I don't care if he's straight, his cock will be in my mouth by midnight. Like a closeted Cinderella.
i threw up in a box in my own lap driving today.
It's such a good feeling to send those "I'm not in jail" texts on Sunday morning
I still think the kiddie pool full of jello option is worth exploring. Just sayin'.
If it involves mee putting on a bra and discontinuing my 11 am drinking my answer is a polite fuck YOU
Like we just had a bunch of sex and then he threaded my eyebrows in bed lol. It was amazing
I know but at least you've never been asked to have sex dressed up like Catwoman
Ugh. The fucking vaginal recession is so real right now.
Your the only person I know that needed stiches after a Monday morning conference call. How are you in your 20s? How
And for today's main disappontment. I thought I saw a midget with fireworks get on the buss, alas it's a child with cleaning supplies
Taking out my recycling and 90% of it is alcohol and cat food. I am judging myself.
New life goal: Sex in a parking lot surrounded by a circle of fire.
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