I just packed a bowl in my room and use glad press n' seal to cover it so it wouldn't dump out in my pocket .
He called me a "functional alcoholic" like its a bad thing.
I am standing at the lion i publicly humped last night. i am mortified.
the amount of times i have wished for a boxed wine emoticon is almost alarming. almosttt
I figured that I'd start organizing the places ive given head. I'll add treehouse right after bandroom
All I remember is having a LONG talk with a 23 year old mother with a 5 year old kid at a bar who told me "it's not that bad"
So i know i shouldnt being spending random large amnts of money...but i just bought a sword.
Irrelevant. Does he have queso? That's the real question.
His dick is as big as my 7" heels... Awkwardness is forgotten.
sweating bourbon at client mtg -- you?
Not now. Out of camp chairs. Carving a new one with a chainsaw. Mushrooms are starting to kick and I gotta get this done NOW.
The cop looked me right in the eye and apologized for cock blocking me.
I somehow turned head, shoulders, knees, and toes into a sobriety test
You used his ass cheeks to demonstrate how to play the bongos and he still called you the next day. That's true love.
I think I just got drunk texted by my psychiatrist
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