so..some girl walked up to me on the porch last night. She came to apologize for peeing on our lawn a few days ago. I just looked at her and said it was ok, she wasn't the first.
i love how cold weather makes identifying sluts easier. is it below freezing? is she wearing a tube top? she's easy.
Never underestimate the healing power of vomiting and a bath.
Oddly enough when I decided to stop whoreing myself out... I lost most of my companionship.
there's a wings menu taped to my wall. don't tell me i don't have my priorities straight.
I found out his name. Apparently we sat in the shower together and flooded the bathroom.
after she pushed someone down the stairs to get more vodka we lost her for a while and found her on the pole in the garage pouring water on herself
Apparently we were just playing "bang a bridesmaid". I'm not sure if I won or lost...
At least I look tastefully trashed. My nipples are hidden and I'm standing up.
We're already drunk. 4 hours to go still. And there's a bear advisory. TOP WEEKEND.
I'm just saying. If this how my magic vagina shows it's magic then I don't want any
She paid me 300 bucks to spank her and call her Baby Jane. Then we drank half a bottle of sippin whiskey. I'd call it a twelve out of ten.
I feel like the dump I just dropped is the most successful thing I've done so far today.
I just bought condoms and a potted plant, making for a top ten super weird and awkward purchase.
Pride log, day two. Noticing more bruises and scrapes. Liver functions probably very lowered.
Randomize
