Paul doesn't remember going to the bar and slept on someone's porch...doesn't know whose porch...maybe near Howard U.
I just deleted all the drug dealers from my phone, I guess this is growing up
I think when she wakes up, she'll either kill me, or laugh. I hope she laughs.
I feel like tequila heightens the sense of my nipples.
Blood. All over. Pre coke adventure needs to slow down unless I'm involved
Last time I stayed at my moms my fucking car got set on fire sooo maybe I should think this through.
I paid some man $10 for his shirt last night cause I liked it. Explains that. Bought the jackolope head from a street vendor. Got invited to someone's hotel rooftop swimming pool which explains why I was in my bathing suit. My clothes from last night are MIA. Going over the border with no pants on is awkward. Origins of the car rim still mysterious.
Yes, he made a MIX CD for our booty call...
I'm just pissed at the whore who takes over my body when I'm blacked out.
I like to take my ritalin one pill at a time with each pill spaced out a couple minutes so I feel like I'm going super saiyan when they kick in.
This is three metal detector wands away from being the strangest porn I have ever been in the audience for.
Honestly I'm not even that excited to see my boyfriend. I'm more excited to see his penis. His penis inside of me.
Someone somewhere has a picture of me vomiting in a bus stop trash can while a drag queen held my hair for me.
Pride claims another victim
The angle I tried to shoot a load on her face was unfortunate. I accidentally came on the David Bowie tribute she had out. Oddly, that made it more erotic.
I threw up in my 8 AM. Morale is low.
Randomize
