and we just had intercourse last night so i'm exhausted, fucked up on adderol, emotionally broken and just pissed
Just pulled my keys, cell-phone and a pack of cigarettes out from between my cleavage. This one guy's face was priceless.
he's having a long distance Facebook-coordinated power hour. the status update has 159 comments ...
last night was the icing on my 3 week vodka binge cake
I didn't realize how much I missed him until his balls were back in my mouth..
He wanted a handjob during a John Wayne movie. I just couldn't find it in my heart to disrespect that man. John Wayne that is.
i officially have more pictures of his dick than pictures of us together
update: last drink of the night and im naked in my porch hammock. life is good.
I don't know at least half of his name. I have officially become a statistic.
No I'm not coming over. That Bob Ross drinking game is too intense.
... I went down on him at the movies. I feel like Alanis Morisette.
She was mid-sentence and then BOOM the hammock broke off the tree. I about pissed myself. Hot Sprite and Vodka make the world go round.
He brought wine and beer. I'll put my pants on for wine and beer.
Dude if her licking my face hammered isn't love I don't really want to know what love is.
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