He's so far in the closet he's in Narnia
My brain says no but my pants say off.
thought so. i woke up and he was playing with my eyeliner. I MAKE GREAT CHOICES.
I dunno... she just cried a lot and I kept sighing.
Let's pretend this is a good idea before I change my mind.
now I know why they wanted me to come. apparently gay guys are stripper magnets
You were dancing around the clubbing yelling "best wingman ever" and raising your cast in the air
Just sponge bathed with a swissper. Thrush inevitable. Shaking.
I wiped my mouth this morning with a pine tree branch after I threw up on the side of the road. Tis the season
I don't see how I managed to fuck up so much shit in an hour and a half..
May 25th. Drunk Laser Tag party to celebrate our bdays. May 26th. Mushrooms at Chattanooga Aquarium. Damn
What section do you want to sit in? The screaming girls section or the "when you guys were popular I was straight and pretended not to like you guys" section?
Something tells me tonight will end with me wearing my pants on my head again.
It's become almost a Pavlovian response. The sound of the vacuum being run by hubby causes an instantaneous involuntary orgasm.
How I know I've been single too long: I'm reveling in finding out my taken friends are being tragically dumped
Randomize
