he suggested i make a website called "cum on molly's face", to "start off my acting career"
similar to the time we made up the game of screaming at the top of our lungs any time a guy any of us slept with walked into the party. that went over SO well.
She only remembers me when she's drunk. It's like I'm a suppressed memory that only surfaces with alcohol.
Is buying her a loofah for my house commitment like? I don't wanna give the wrong idea
I'm trying to be all porn star and he's making it all The Notebook
I’m going to try to be less of a cryptic bitch this week. Should be nice.
we just smoked for like ten hours and got froyo. not a bad start to the weekend.
you need a warning label. Just announcing that you are Scottish is seen more as a challenge. Those guys have no idea what they are getting into.
I want to die, ON THAT, with that INSIDE ME. ironically, I sense that would be the only time I'd feel alive.
It's almost like he's actually taking my commentary and criticism to heart, but simultaneously succumbing to some primal urge to wear less clothing each time.
OMFG I JUST SEARCHED DILDO ON THE WORK SHARED AMAZON ACCOUNT!!!!!
Apparently I called down to the hotel front desk and begged them to bring us pizza. They brought us tea.
You know, finding my first grey pube at 34 is FAR more distressing than finding that first grey hair at 13.
I DO NOT FUCKING WANT OR NEED THIS INFORMATION!
i think i puked but i couldve been a dream and i may have madeout with a 20 something guy infront of my managers...also possible dream.
really enjoying the fact I don't remember how the staff party ended. feel like I need to shame drink today
feel at noon?
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