That was a long time ago. She needed the money.
even a "fuck you" would be nice at this point.
you win again, gameday.
At least you weren't that one girl in the bar that was letting everyone draw on her in sharpie. Worst decision I've ever witnessed.
I guess I tried to show you how big my closet was and we ended up eating pickles in my bathroom
Using his name makes it all too personal. I refuse to get attached to this one. This is all about ass. He doesn't get a name.
I took us ten minutes to realize the shower sex going upstairs was the reason the kitchen ceiling was flooding.
I just want to make mistakes. Like stds that go away with antibiotics mistakes.
Also, my drunkenly packed sleepover kit consisted of a singular sock, my uncharged laptop, and a pack of post-it notes.
We got baked and watched the cheetah girls on Netflix
You need to not admit that.
Netflix keeps asking me if I'm still watching just because I've been sitting here all afternoon...why do I feel like my tv is judging my life choices?
well you don't shave your pubes into a handlebar mustache and keep the party to yourself
Just had my first american. He tasted like freedom.
I'm glad you don't care about kids. That's one of your better qualities.
We live walking distance from the coors factory. no, we do not have a dry week.
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