i love my job...i have craft hour at my desk w twizzlers
can u grab me a application
I'd call her a cunt, but she dooesn't seem to have the depth or warmth.
Giving the kids Children's Claritin and calling it candy.....Is it setting them up for drug abuse later?
He was singing "i gotta feeling" under his breath as i was pulling my top off.
The goblet must only be used for good. And vodka. And anything t-pain would be proud of.
He took me by the hand and ordered me to make him vodka soup.. I think I like him?
still using moms red Christmas cookie plate she sent to cut lines on. not sure I can return with a clear conscious
The only thing that was weird was that it WASN'T weird when she got out of the shower and saw me blowing him.
I just realized I turned down a booty call too. To make cheesecake. God help us all
Took three klonopin and turned all my jeans into jorts. I miss you
He told me we shouldn't hang out because it would be weird and then snap chatted me a picture of his dick
All I can think about are the cheese it's on my desk at work this morning. Like are those apologetic cheese it's or does he seriously think he still has a shot..
I can already feel the hangover I'll be having on New Year's Day. I don't know if I'm prepared for this.
It began the way the best stories do—with some naïve jackasses in a place they had no business being at.
Went to bed in my room fully clothed, woke up naked in the kitchen with the dog looking unamused.
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