You can't wash away shame.
I can try.
Baby momma caught me doing baby daddy in reverse cowgirl. She kicked me out and i have no clothes, come get me.
I hope you walked the shit out of that shame.
I was just tapping my foot in the bathroom at Penn Station just PRAYING for anonymous sex. You know how that goes.
Fun fact: tonight on intervention was the guy who did my tattoo
Update: still drunk enough to get lost in Zellers and to think my reflection was my mother. Awesome day.
Wow just saw this. Nothing like a little anal sex to ring in 2012.
And now she's hand feeding me pork rines and showing me her angry birds high scores. This is Vegas.
Someday. I cant very well invite myself to his dorm room. And I'm 28. The excuses to be drunk and running into him at uconn are rather slim. Although I'm working on it.
And I can feel feelings now and they hurt
I used that money i stole from the stripper last night to pay for my date tonight.
Almost to work. And still feel hungover. Like my body is trying to regenerate after dying. Full on zombie shit. But like, one of those zombies from warm bodies that comes back to life slowly.
I just bought emergency deodorant at Dominick's and put it on in front of a homeless man while waiting for the bus. He laughed and said 'girl, you a mess'. This is my life.
I would agree. Whose business is it if I like to guzzle vodka by the liter on my of time? Answer: mine.
So, I without a doubt haven't used the bag I'm now carrying since we were dating. Just had to discreetly throw out an unopened magnum in a bus station.
...I just melted into my bed. I am one with the bed. I am 600 thread count.
Why did you have to tell me he has a hammer cock? Now I can’t stop staring at his pants.
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