seriously this is one of those moments where im glad i dont really talk to or know the people i sleep with
Well said.
And next time, don't pick a fight with me when you're naked. That's just not fair
corn on the cob and anal lube are not substitutes for the real thing
hey did I tally my arm again of # of shots?
nope, you were tallying rejections at the party
I wanna thank you for having such slutty friends growing up. Your a great little sister
My grandpa is giving me detailed instructions on how to fight a second floor bedroom fire from a ladder on the out side. Just in case
you did a full monologue with your sober self last night. different voices and everything.
Is it bad to have a craving for speed? I feel like my nose is thirsty.
Also, I want you to know, that not only am I apparently the expert on sexting. Our bishop is consulting me later. So my talents are varied.
It's a little weird that I'm blowing my wingman.
Our relationship needs a sober moment
I'll call you when that happens
I was picked up from his hotel room at 5 a.m. and came home with my panties and jäger in a McDonald's bag so the desk attendant wouldn't judge me. This is what single at 25 is about.
He offered me handsanitizer after a hand job, you can't tell me he's not perfect!
Update: day 5 and Scott has not left the apartment. Still smoking. Pizza roll supply dwindling.
If drinking had a "new high score" I think I hit it this weekend.
Randomize
