oh no, I think we did it in the 'front asshole'
He must be back home now. He moved his box of beer from her porch to ours.
went from writing my paper to watching obamas speech to crushing beers and singing springsteen in a crowd of 100 within 20 minutes. I love this country
I was going to text him and apologize but I didn't want him to think that meant I approved of him being my niece's booty call.
Somewhere between yelling how am I gonna make it to my flight and more titie shots I stopped caring
Zach is always passed out on the floor somewhere.face down in a puddle of his own absurdity
At least I'm doing lines with a notecard. That counts for something right
June 16th my calendar just says boobietassels....I can only assume that has to do with you
trying to figure out what happened last night by looking around the apartment.
naked man under the piano. THE PLOT THICKENS.
There is a car windscreen wiper in my handbag... Not my car's, not ok.
Blood everywhere...karaoke was nice
I answered the booty call in my Trophy Wife cutoff and my ex-boyfriends sweatpants with a bottle of jager.
and how was that received?
as i was trying not to drunkingly fall off her toliet, i noticed her socks laying there. i quickly grabbed them, ran upstairs, and excitingly asked her if she had gotten them at sams club. she replied with, "...those are your socks."
welp, we watched the human centipede high last night and my mind literally shut down, when i came to all i could hear was mel saying EAT EAT HIS SHIT
I have all the porn. Be there soon
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