I hope God doesn't listen to everybody on a Saturday night.
The lesbians are drunkenly meowing in the hallway again. This is the shit I'll miss at home.
The lid of our salsa is promoting a contest that ended in July '09
I'm really proud of myself for not blacking out yet this weekend!
It's a Thursday.
He acted like he was sleep fucking because I woke up to him screwing me in the middle of the night and he had is eyes closed and was mumbling things the whole time and wouldn't respond to me.
Is that even possible?
I called him by the wrong name to test him and he instantly stopped, rolled over and acted like he was still sleeping...I think he might break up with me tomorrow.
Steve called. He needs me to pick him up. He also asked for a set of his clothes, he can't find them. He is such a strong motivation to stay sober.
I sincerely thought making it to McDonalds by 10:00am was a shoe-in but it appears that I need to adjust my zoom when looking at the map before walking to places.
I feel like im becoming the girl who only drunk texts him. I would be in the dog house, if situations like this had dog houses.
I'm texting an actual stripper. A male stripper. I dont wanna talk about it yet
She tried to gratify me left handed. Let's just say I've been placed on the 15 day DL.
He said he didn't want to go down on me so I told him we were going to have an oral stalemate.
Well I want to be mistreated and called a slut and finger banged
But I guess hugs would be nice
sometime during the night he found me in the empty hotttub singing marvins room in only my bra.
Best and worst whiskey dick ever. I am hungover and can't move from the hours of sex, he on the other hand has a raw bruised dick. I win.
my alarm on my phone broke at the bar sooo i had to sleep with someone so i'd wake up on time for work.
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