I'm about two and a half drinks away from gay.
I'm coming over.
ugh. my soul tastes like vodka
halloween makes it hard to decipher real cops... from sexy men dressed up as them.
There are bud lights poping out of the zipper of my overnight bag and my dildo almost fell out in the elevator. not professional
That was the gentlest I've ever been bitten in the face by a dog
He looks like the kind of guy that would jack off to weird things.
What time did you start drinking?
Maybe.
Maybe isn't a time...
I have vodka soaked strawberries. My latest tarot card reading hinted at a lesbian/bisexual coming out. I doubt I survive the night.
It would seem she's painting a bullseye right in between her legs
I'm not finished with being a sloppy white girl alcoholic. I didn't postpone having a husband and kids for sober weekends.
I had to fake it. He was punching my vagina like it owed him money and enough was enough.
I hate who I am becoming
I think of it as growth but I also hate who I am becoming as well
My sack is cleanly shaven and the rest of my body has been manscaped. i even put aftershave on my junk. i feel sleek like a fighter jet right now.
Well, I have no idea where my underwear is, so yea I would say it was a good weekend.
I peed in my closet, which at the time looked like a sparkly bathroom...
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