so literally, as soon as i tripped and fell and hit the floor the earthquake started. hows THAT for a self esteem boost?
he wrote me a grocery list while i was passed out. every other item was gin. it went on for 4 pages.
Ended the weekend putting away 30 nuggets. Training for 100.
its time for step 4 of getting over him: post his number on the transvestite page on craigs list asking for pics
Hungover like ... in bed with the Brita pitcher and a straw, only opening one eye at a time.
one night of dollar margs at dinner and dollar beers at the bar later, i am throwing up in his shower and gurgling soap and water to kill the taste of sin in my mouth. dollar days need to stop endng like this.
It's taking 3 penises to fill the hole he left in my heart.
What the fuck could you be doing in that room to make her yell "Beginners Luck!" over and over again?
People were drinking out of 26ers with straws, and somewhere someone yelled "fill me with dicks!" I'm home.
Using all my books as packing buffer for my liquor bottles. And you said being an English major was worthless.
They've already turned me into the Dean of Students once because they felt 'unsafe' because I came home hammered and asked one of them to make me a grilled cheese sandwich. Like, I just ASKED!
I just took three of the most beautiful hits of my life. As elegant and smooth and delicate and graceful as figure skating
to answer your questions bluetooth, 30ft, like a tampon, ask her, her idea, got tired of trying to find her in crowed clubs
yeah I had to wear a fucking diaper from work home so I didn't get the shitty squirts all over my cars seats it was fucked
Between the deep breathing and nipple piercings , I thought I was in the twilight zone
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