i literally laid in bad for an hour last night thinking of what i'm going to name my cats when i become a cat lady.
we dont know what were doing after yet. first up we have 90 beers and a party kit and fun hats.
We left the window open. My vibrators funeral is at 2ish.....bring a side dish or some shit.
Dont ask, hes out back rolling around in the yard freaking out. literally just had a 15 minute conversation, only word i could make out was "yellow"
I'm confused are we getting high or did someone actually die?
I only put bad things in my body...jack, caffeine, chocolate, pills, and rich's cock. It's like being holistic but exactly opposite
I miss the "How many Grindr hits can I get while performing in an elementary school?" game.
Not my type. One of those types that loves that they're educated, could drink their red wine and have an intellectual conversation and have a wonderful time
An adult?
Sorry, I was watching the Olympic story about the Canadian guy and drinking out of the prescription bottle and crying because it was so beautiful.
I'd cum everywhere if I could have chicken nuggets right now
You're either getting fucked or a coupon to Friendly's. I haven't decided yet.
At least your nickname is not Plunge Slut and that nickname is not in a published thesis work
Even my fuck buddy told me I needed a boyfriend. Fml.
FUCK ME I smuggled weed onto a plane by accident
I was singing Colors of the Wind and swigging vodka and still felt like more of an adult.
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