i woke up with someone drivers licenses in my wallet this am...he said i don't have a business card so just take my drivers license
i have absolutely no control over my now miserable and whore-ish lifestyle.
if i were reduced to my simplest elements, i would be jizz and glitter.
just customized my debit card w a pic of me ralphing over the toilet. figure it'll give the bar keep a good cut off est and for shits n giggles when buying my handles at the liqour store
is it sad that I can recall my outfits by who took them off?
Forgot to mention there might be a picture of me being thrown in the air while at a Mexican restaurant
He asked if I wanted to "hang out"
A verb which here means "do lines off my dick"
I'm going to pound you from behind over a table at the bar while I pull your hair and call you a whore...please pass along that message to Rob
Maybe you need to change your pickup move. The "hey check these out" titty flash gets you the wrong kinda man.
View of Vancouver Bay is obscured though the greasy hand prints from fucking against the window. Tip maid well.
Desperation looks like a $1 bottle of vodka and warm Cuban tap water.
I also woke up in a guys bed in a Reptar shirt yesterday morning staring at a movie theater sized poster of the not as popular Air Bud franchise movie Super Buddies.
he appreciated my fucking vagina for two hours he can appreciate my honesty
How did i get home and why am i wearing someone elses shorts?
1. Not sure how 2. You showed up naked, we had to dress you.
No I dont want him to bring his twin brother, cause then ill have to entertain him with my vagina
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