just thinking about him makes my vagina shudder.
I keep getting texted pictures of my husband with other men. I can't figure out if he wants a divorce or a threesome?
Bad news. I lost my teeth. Good news. I can still take a guy home sans teeth.
plan d- we get drunk, go see that Justin Bieber movie and freak out 13 year old girls.
The dingo escaped by eating a hole through my screen door. It's loose in the city somewhere.
all i know is that i listed him in my phone as 'vagina cookies.' that can only be a good thing.
...I can smell the alcohol on your breath through that text
I'm a sociology major remember
Well that and comm
Basically you majored in how to get laid
Also, rendered a whole bar silent last night when I told a guy to take off his panties and take a shot out of my cleavage. Video to follow...
DON'T WEAR PANTS.
I REPEAT.
DO. NOT. WEAR. TROUSERS.
I just ran into the woods like an idiot because ADVENTURE.
You know you're gay when you have to have your coworkers explain to you why your bracket is terrible
I think him and kristen are pretty serious now.. I dont think he cheats on her, anymore.
Lol, perhaps. But the drinks are so cheap, the music is better, and the bartenders and bouncers all know my name. I can't abandon it, even if it is a gay bar, its still my Nirvana.
Sunday morning breakfast with the boyfriends family. I just puked in the stall at Cracker Barrell. Classy.
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