TMI GAL

| I'm no celebrity but my blog is much like a written TMZ| just a regular gal who lived a dirt bag lifestyle - turned housewife| in my blog you'll find witty memes, sexual scenarios, relationship issues, and a truck driver mouth so 18+ | just a gal giving •Too Much Information •

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Please

Help me understand this new generation where everyone thinks their a fucking model or host. Hip hop got us all fucked up !

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Trying to post photos

Trying to post fucking photossss what the freaks !

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The car ceiling

I was playing limbo; “how low could you go?” - I was getting low, and handing out low blows, blow jobs and Blowing jobs…quitting everything good for me; spiraling out of control. You know when you know yourself? Like, the girl you used to be before you were tainted - the innocence that you once held in your hands tightly? It was long gone. I was so not myself, that I didn’t even know if myself before was the real “me” or the “me” now was the real me (confusing). I sure as hell was confused, but I didn’t realize until now. I went the catholic school all my life, I also was raised really strict. I was a Virgin until I was 18, I WAS a good girl…now, I’ve gone on vacations with married men, stripped, and stared at car ceilings far too much for my liking - why do people like fucking in cars anyway? …

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I was dancing with the devil, better yet the grim reaper! I had no desire to stop

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The cats meow

So as I begin this blog let me start from the beginning - well, that’s a lie because then I’d be reporting live from my moms vageen but anyway. (I ramble, A LOT) My Roaring 20s oh! The heartbreak, the cat fights, the hissing snakes, the liver of a grown man that drinks dewars and water and a throbbing vagina - all necessities to a dirt bag. Ok, ok so! I spent my last two summers crawling out of under the arms of grown men at 9am with a hangover headache that could put down a T. rex! The loose cannon, the Russian roulette boy, was playing with fucking fire ! Coming out of a controlling relationship all this contained beast desired was freedom. Going out became a daily routine….if I was bored - I need a drink - depressed - I need a drink - “the lights green” step on the gas, take a swig of brown water (Hennessy for the newbies) and keep it pushing. Clearly captain save a hoe needed to come quick because I felt like Alice chasing the white rabbit …