since we're both too lazy to go to each others house, you drink there, i'll drink here and we'll skype. it's the same thing.
Just because it's been in my vagina doesn't mean it's important to me
side note. good thing you didn't come to drunk breakfast. we were judged by children.
Well if he truly loves me he will just have to accept my flaws. And that includes a tequila dependency and borderline lesbianism.
Believe it or not I'm actually not the only person sitting in the back of the train covered in glitter and drinking whiskey out of an arizona iced tea can. Small world.
The good news is that I can 100% reassure you that you did not get knocked up by some creepy Italian dude named Sal Manella last night.
The bad news is that you will never know the name of the guy who may have gotten you pregnant last night because he clearly gave you a fake name, sweetie.
It's that whole "half Japanese, half asshole" thing. My brother and I have found that people really go for that
he was like captain planet, but less blue and more nakeed
Don't worry, I'm sure your thrusting skills are on point.
wait you fucked a guy who wears k-swiss? seriously?
I know, im living my 7th grade dream
Met a beautiful Irishman two nights in a row. I may never come back.
Just saw a hotel with a bunch of mattresses in the parking lot. Made me think of you.
"They won't do it. I'm in the middle of darkness. " and "Probably going to die. I've been walking for 50 minutes in one direction" are the last texts I got from Steve
Congratulations you now have a pet Scotsman.
I'm a delicate orchid of a man.
Blossoming into a fierce dragon.
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