I mean we're not committed. He's my first choice, sort of like miller lite. When I'm at the bar I'm going to order one, but if they don't maybe I'll go for a bud or blue moon. I'm certainly not going to stop drinking
i'm making a list of conversation topics in my blackberry so the ride won't be so awkward
All I know is I had a penis in one hand a bottle of wine in the other
Ah shit... I sleep-ate chocolate pudding again.
We could make it a date. Dinner and a show. The show being my nipples getting pierced.
we are currently watching a singalong porn...just thought you should know
Valentines day isn't about being a couple in love..... It's about chocolate and faking orgasms.
I asked you if you needed a ride and you kept saying "no, my name is katelyn"
pooping with feet up on an ottoman about level with the toilet is nice
we're spending all day in bed drinking spiked eggnog and fucking
My penis has like 3 people bidding on it
6 showers laters and I still feel like I have his vomit in my vagina. At least I could help him figure out he's gay.
Seriously where are the good guys?
The friend zone.
It was a good thing I was on the balcony flashing those guys or I would have never seen her skipping to his car
Well, let me first tell you that jack and cokes were ONE FUCKING DOLLAR.. It's like the club wanted me to make poor choices.
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