party is dying down. we just wrote whore in the yard with gas. Photos to come.
Did your girl go home? Did she have fun? Can we have our friend back?
could you grab mr moo while you're at his apt?
you brought your stuffed animal to a booty call?
My carpet still smells like piss and I THINK YOU KNOW WHY.
They're drinking Schnapps out of Spaghetti-o's cans. Please come pick me up.
I've broken several federal laws in the name of sex.
he keeps trying to sext me and all I can do is respond with descriptions of what im eating.
I literally just wrote "I'm sorry" in my blue book, got up and walked out
Don't worry, I'm preparing for tonight by lining my purse with a garbage bag.
The smell of mosquito spray completely ruined the sex.
So, what my linguistics project should really be called is "I happen to sleep/makeout with a lot of bilinguals and am now using them to help me graduate"
Drank your wedding present. Sorry
All im saying is that my face might fall off.
We sat at the bar and made fun of everyone around us. I'm in love
This whole thing is fucking bullshit. I should be wasting all my hard-earned money at Planet Con this weekend but NOOOOOOOOO. Now I'll never get Roy Thomas to sign my comic
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