people and things i regret. that's what i want to do tonight.
Ummmm the art teacher neighbor asked me to pose nude for her art class for cash.
He asked me to sit on his face, but i didnt, for 2 reasons, one, i had just pooped like 20 mins before sex, and two, this could be my future husband. so i skipped on sitting.
i have essays due online every friday...im just going to write 'im hungover' for every one
i decided i am going on the Justin Bobby plan for success. Don't cut my hair for a year, don't shave for a month, land Audrina Patridge. Game on.
Is it bad that John just came to my work to have sex with me bc I felt bad that he slept on his porch last night locked out and I missed all his calls?
oh good. ive just found out that i went downstairs at 6 am still blacked out and had a 30 minute conversation with my mom about the different ways to feed our dog
he tried to make a toast, but hit the moving ceiling fan with his beer instead
he convinced me that i wont have to do the walk of shame bc he has to go to jail in the morning
In need of cum proof mascara. Don't judge me.
But seriously, I hug most of my drug dealers.
On a scale of 1-10 how seriously are we considering being sugar babies?
I'm about a 7.95
I puked walking onto the plane. How do you think my post-Birthday hangover went?
I only blacked out one night of three if that isn't fucking personal growth idk what is
You are not allowed to sing ever again, my ears are still ringing.
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