how was the sex?
he smelled like pickles and burnt hair.
well, there's that.
yea..i want to get out of new york for a bit too but for the love of god not to new jersey. that's like getting tired of the stripclub and getting yourself a toothless prostitute.
im in a room full of women tattooing each others tits. i hope i remember this tomorrow
I just smoked a bowl in the dining room and am now drinking a glass of chocolate milk. i can't believe i'm getting paid for this.
I swear after i took it all i did was scream for four hours
There's nothing I can say to make me pepper spraying you any better
What are you doing? Did I punch you in the face last night?
You kept telling me how warm your bag of vomit was and asked me if i wanted to feel.
I'm glad we are bonding over both contracting clamidya. Winners.
100%
You had me at "mimosas" several texts ago.
All I know is that every time I looked at my glass it was full again and I thought it would be rude not to drink it
Can we discuss your tits for a sec? That melon patch sprung up over night
the fact that you have a guy named the "i want you to tie me up and fuck me" guy speaks volumes about your life.
I was going to learn how to knit but I got high instead.
Her name was Danica but I felt like it would be hard to say drunk so I called her Shelby
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