We should takd a huggy cab to snuggle bunnyville
went out last night and woke up on the bathroom floor again, thinking about just moving my bed in there.
I feel like our bond is deeper now that we're both sleeping with married men. now we're really bffls
after the first, "yea you like that baby", i quickly remembered why i had stopped having sex with him.
you know how they say when you die, your whole life flashed before you? well do you get to see what happened all the nights you blacked out?
sorry I didn't call you. I had your number saved as "girl that offered bj but didn't follow thru".
we literally spent four hours convincing you that all 5 of your toes were there. no more everclear on a tuesday.
I gave him head and we watched Fashion Police. somehow it wasn't awkard.
Amazing. Super drunk. We stole a street sign in a golf cart and went around jousting trash cans all night.
just remembered spooning on the cardboard and confessing to each other we had the spins.
One huge ass giant mistake followed by celebatory shots and coors lights thats my day in a nut shell
You're fucking beautiful as shit and we should have loving sex...
I swear to god, my hangover cure is a green tea and a 15 minute twerkout. works every time
people keep driving by and judging me for drinking natty outside in my underwear at 9 am. rude.
I mean she's doing calculus in her head to prove how NOT drunk she is.
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