Hey, could you leave the door unlocked? Keys seem hard right now.
Friday was tragic. I was naked on top of him and he didn't have a condom. Oh and he had an Obama poster on the wall in front of his bed so our president was staring down at me while I was naked. I felt sorta bad.
You should've just screamed yes we can!
The irony of calling it Pride is that you do things that no one should be proud of.
Well if it makes you feel any better I threw up at Roadhouse. And then on the way to the train. And then in a water fountain. And then in a plastic bag on the train.
I can do it, this is my punishment and I will accept it, plus id like to see the look on peoples faces when I throw up on them
He has a clip art-style heart tattooed on his hip. I hated him way before I saw his tiny dick.
If after tonight I can still walk on my own, take me to another bar.
I woke up and watched my kitten suck on his nipple. Way too hungover to intervene. He thought it was me, so he just giggled and mumbled "mmm girl."
Seriously? God I hope he wasn't lactating.
......... Poor kitty
Apparently getting dressed is an all-day activity.
I renamed his cat Jeff last night. Well I spray painted it on him.
She told me to pick her up in the corner of shame and self-disgust.
He offered to buy me free breakfast if I stayed at the hotel overnight with him. I then realized they have a complimentary breakfast.
I have weed and a speedo - I don't need anything else.
Come home, I'm drunk on the porch and pretending to smoke breadsticks like cigarettes. Enticing, right?
Watching South Park, doing sit-ups and drinking tequila. In other words, my night is going pretty good.
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