i was born a porn star she said
Have thirty minutes until my shift starts. My heart says liquor store but my future says no
i know this sounds kinda weird but his cock smelled like fabric softener. it was so refreshing.
like the only thing i remember is bringing a piece of toast to the bar...
like he couldn't stop by and throw me in the back seat and ask for a blowjob? he had to give me flowers?
I would personally love to see the surveillance video of me throwing my stuff inside, peeing on the sidewalk, then crying hysterically when I realized I locked myself out. Again.
At some point tonight the bad ideas in my head became bad decisions that happened outside my head
animal crackers drenched in taco bell mild sauce... surprisingly delightful
breakfast of champions
breakfast of stoners
His penis has been a bonding mechanism beyond comparison.
Woke up backwards on a recliner
I might go to an NA meeting just to fuck that boy in the bathroom.
I don't trust a bar IN TENNESSEE that doesn't have Jack Daniels.
Suffice to say, I think if people ask about your bruises, and you look them right in the eye, and say "they're from fucking...", people would be like, "respect."
I mean, if you want to light yourself on fire for maximum accuracy, far be it from me to stop you
I'm going to smell of sex and shame.
How is that different than any other Monday night?
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