My mind said no, but my drink said yes.
I'm ready for my liver to be the last casualty of 2009
she bought me drinks at the bar, made me pizza at her place, gave me head, and then drove me home...i think i might propose
shes a baton twirler.. i expected her to be better with her hands.
Chicken wings don't come back up an through your nose as easily as you'd think
I woke up to her screaming at the various pictures of nutsacks she found on her camera
I really want to fuck that guy in the full wind breaker suit
Terrible hangover + phoenix airport + pizza hut....I think I might have entered one of the levels of hell.
I don't think I'm allowed to have Burger King. What if i just chew for taste and not actually consume. Like a wine connoisseur for fast food
And I'm bringing my coffee cup of wine.
Sending a pic of labia to send to the TN Legislator. Obviously they don't think I know what to do with it so I'm gonna ask them for advice.
I wish I were single again so I could actually have sex.
Knowing there are different types of spiders in different countries and regions makes me never want to travel.
Like do I send him a nude to ease his mind off his brother having a stroke? I'm not very good with words when it comes to consoling... I would be a terrible mother.
Forget about letting a 70-year-old man suck on my tits for coke... telling my new boyfriend about it was the poor life choice.
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