By the grace of god and the ingenuity of Alexander Graham Bell, this text message is made possibe: YOU ARE A WHORE
just got carried INTO the bar by 4 people. it's like watching my weekend in reverse.
he said he wants to do me james and the giant peach style. im afraid of what that means. but moderately excited. wish me luck.
Did I crawl through the hotel lobby all the way to our room?
If i theoretically had to put an iv back in what do I need to do?
Yeah but I get laid and I know. He drank toilet water last night and he doesn't know about that either. Still makes me happy though.
We definitely need to avoid these "I'm gonna get stabbed if I stay here any longer" partys
We both got free alcohol and got laid by foreign men last night.
I'm not going out again for the rest of my life. I can't top this.
ugh... fuck pirate breakfast. my head is like thirsty.
On the upside I'm hairless from the waist down. On the downside, I just chemically burned my labia
I feel badly that he has cancer, but this does not mean I am obligated to have sex with him. Again.
Puking in the Ritz Carlton bathroom was actually kind of a nice experience
He was basically a horny puppy - following me around all night and kept sticking his hand down my pants.
A stripper choked me last night. Then I choked her. Now we're going on a date this Saturday.
Went upstairs to make PopTarts, found the door open. Shut it. Saw a grey thing. Opened the door, found a girl sleeping outside. What the fuck happened last nigh
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