So I'm at planned parenthood and there are 5 people here from Friday's party.
For future reference, never invite the people you met at Dunkin Donuts at 2am to your house to watch Dogma
having someone tell me to "prepare my vagina" is not really something I want to hear..
His little brother just walked in, asked me if I'd blown his brother yet and then announced that he and his friends were going to play outside so we could play too.
i mean let's face it...the pregnant girl was really slowing us down.
I rocked my own world, he was just a prop.
All I remember from the concert was leaving in an RV full of middle aged people playing circle of death
hooking up with him was much more fun when i knew in the back of mind we'd get in some sort of trouble for it
I was just hotboxing under my sheets and I got lost on the way out.
It was so scary.
I'm too old for chlamydia. That's for 20 year olds who go to clubs and do drugs I've never heard of.
I went down on her on the dining room table. That should count for something.
don't bring your nerd jargon into this conversation about my naked body
I think I'm just gonna exercise my lungs and fingers. With bong hits and crochet. BECAUSE I AM A REAPONSIBLE ADULT DAMMIT!!
I just woke and had to fish my phone out of a bowl of chili. I was wrist deep in it. WHO BROUGHT CHILI TO A PARTY?!
its not chili. and you brought it.
I called plan parenthood at 407 am... Guess I was thinking ahead
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