Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
she pooed on me. she actually pooed on me.
I saw him at work today and he gave me a really awkward "I know what you do drunk" look...
so thats when we found her crawling hands and knees up first street singing hold me closer tony danza as loud as she could
did she say where she was going
apparently she thought she was on morton hill and was trying to go back to the bars
road dome is illegal, just asked in driving school.
he just looked at me and whispered "these are my sea lions. my sea lions." and then went back to licking the mirror
check off brunette on the list of girls tht hit me with there cars and then fucked me later
my heaven will be filled with hot naked men covered in chick-fil-a sauce and me wearing a bib
only thing in my fruit bowl is 4 champagne corks and a jenga piece . Tuesday.
I have visions of guys in cheetah costumes with suits over it pissing on a children how are you
I just found a contact in my phone named "Sam 'it Won't Fit' Wilson". No clue when or where it came from....
I had wine for breakfast at 6am, that's how visiting my parents went.
apparently I like to do this thing where I wear pretty dresses and then pee on things on public. Picture proof. Four times last week.
Literally just sitting around waiting for someone to come along and fuck my chakras back into alignment
Its a good night when you get to makeout with a cowboy
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