I'm not sure if what i'm hearing downstairs is sex or not, but if it is, it sounds like there's a dog involved...i'm mildly concerned.
we are playing family charades. my sister pointed at me. everyone guessed alcoholic.
Her exstacy made her nickname everyone David. Nobody knows who the fuck she's talking to so we just say no to everything she says. She's crying.
I've got to admit, I'm a little hesitant about giving him road head. I've seen how he drives and I've seen how he acts when I give him head. A small part of me is saying this is going to end badly.
I vaguely remember stopping for a bag of bugles and some lube and then I woke up this morning with melted chocolate on my hands. I think I love him
casual night just sitting in the kitchen at 2 am eating stale chips and hot sauce while my friends younger sister is cleaning all the blood off my body
Haha I haven't even had my interview yet and I'm already trying to fuck my way to the top. 'Merica.
Ideas I've had tonight: An entire movie based off the Pixar lamp jumping on stuff.
some kid lit a j in the bar tonight. i was in awe of both his boldness and the severe beatdown he received moments later
drinks after work?
that question mark offends me.
What even was the context for that. All I have written down is "I would vote for President SnakeJaw."
Can you send me the picture you took of me smoking a joint with the cat make-up on?
I'm on the fast track to lesbian land
I'm just so full of love and alcohol
I usually do that but weve been going unprotected with tribal fertility symbols painted above my door
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