You told me you were pretty sure you were god because you knew everything about everyone.
shouldve known this week was gonna be bad when I threw up in my coffee mug
all I know is he gave me a Cialis and tried to take me home.
The last thing I remember is ordering two Martinis while yelling 'CAN YOU PUT THAT IN ONE GLASS?'
I knew it would be an interesting night when he showed up at my house on a scooter wearing a six foot american flag as a cape.
Somehow it went from suicide to pierced nipples. I think we're good.
I'll answer your question with a question: Are you gonna be too high?
most of the afternoon was spent sneaking around my house and alternating which bathrrom to throw up in.
I feel so much better about my break up knowing that he's having his 26th birthday at Rollar kingdom\n
I'm home alone for the next hour and a half, I expect soup and and a willing attitude to do drugs from one of or both of you girls.....annnnnd go
Gotta get new sheets. ..I fucked the satin off mine.
You kept licking my face. You said you were making sure I was real.
So... Sex in my rain boots last night. Trashy or a great show of character?
If it was with a guy, trashy. Sex with a girl is never trashy.
that may or may not have been my penis.
He just kept going down on me. And he was all like, do you mind? No motha fucka, who would? All of his ex's, apparently. Whatever, he's a gem and I'm keeping him.
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