We're having the conversation about what happened last night, all we can come up with is that we came home, drank two litres of lemonade, I took one of her seizure pills and we fell asleep with sabrina the teenage witch on
slowly transforming into a stationary lump of steel. how can you tell me that was JUST weed
Turns out getting tied up to two door handles and forced to repeatedly cum is actually a really good ab workout.
He told me I just kept sending him the word sex and dollar signs.
Smoked a joint and chugged some pepto. Feeling a lil better... Not sure which is working..... Gonna keep doing both.....
The air was thick with penises
The worst that could happen is you end up with a black eye and I get laid.. I'm okay with my end of that bargain.
Not after That Night. No. I hate tequila. And it hates me. Very mutual hateship going on.
I just sent Brandon a snapchat where I wasn't wearing a shirt but had a rooster drawn on my boobs that said "cock block" and laughed for 10 minutes I have problems don't judge me
I found her in my pantry with her shirt off twerking...I tapped her on the shoulder and she said she was giving Chef Boyardee a show and to give her a minute...
He ended up buying the equivalent of dinner at a Mexican place, in weed
I woke up and sent him a text that said 'I'm sorry forever'
Trying to figure out why my back is hurting. And then I remember I got fucked up against a tree last night
Ok so I need a recap of last night...
YOU SPENT SIX DOLLARS AT NICKEL BEER NIGHT!!! How's that
I found my bra I wore on Friday night...he fucked the underwire out of it
hahahahaha
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