I just punched cris angel in the balls. I have photos.
i just picked a peanut m&m up off the floor. with my toes. and then proceeded to eat it.
is it wrong that I want a "Where The Wild Things Are" tshirt that points to my junk?
Just so we both are on the same page, I have no solid plans as to where I'll be sleeping tonight.
When black out puking doesn't involve crying and promises to never get drunk again... to just a subtle, 'excuse me while I go vomit in the bathroom of this bar'.. you know you've finally grown up.
The story about him having a girlfriend changed real fast when he found out that I was a gymnast
you made sure to tell everyone that the amount of people you had slept with was actually quite low, especially when the size of your breasts was taken into account
Frozen waffles and wine. Loneliness-party of one
My head feels like a nest made of hair and cum
While running home from the bar in high heels I multi- tasked and sexted with Brent. Jesus.
Holy. Fuck. This mans mouth is magical. I love married men. I don't have to teach them.
and then I partied with my new dealers deaf pit bull. All around a good night I'd say...
how don't worse things happen to you?
It has now been 10 days since we last saw Sebastians penis
just woke up with nickles taped to my body. theres like a dollar worth.
You drank whiskey for 9 hours and did not eat anything.Nothing good was going to come from that.
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