I don't know. The next thing I remember we were in the walmart parking lot making out.
everyone who works at gamestop is basically destined to live with their parents for the rest of their lives... so i said no.
My mom just called and reminded me not to throw up in any cabs tonight. Happy St. Patty's Day.
the fucking easter bunny is here. he just made 3 cups in a row. no one knows who he is..
he's drinking at 8 in the morning. it's going to be one of those "or else the terrorists have won" kinda days
I had fun this weekend too. According to Web MD, my symptoms say I had a miscarriage.
He could have been a one armed faceless howler monkey. I was so slammered that I didn't care what I was having sex with or if whatever it was... was doing it right.
I was walking around the party holding a dog on my shoulder like it was a parrot
Today is an "outside sex" kind of day.
All I'm sayin is that I don't want to raise anything. Or deal with anything. Or having anything come out of my vagina. I mean, I don't think that's asking too much.
i just realized... if i ever hook up with someone on my bed, we'll be fucking atop my animated batman themed bedset.
I was just going for a one night stand and now I'm at breakfast with his entire family.
I made a White Russian but saw how early it was and decided to substitute it for milk in my lucky charms. This is what it means to be an adult.
Last night I actually told him I came with a washer and dryer
I just made deviled eggs for everyone not passed out. Im officially becoming a drunk chef.
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