I need a slap back to reality. Or at least a slap back to homosexuality
my voice of reason is faarrr too drunk for me to listen.
Oh and fyi, I've been drinking and about to do free weights. I'll late you know how this goes.
What's the kids name that was drinking stale beer and redbull out of the blender?
Its 11am, im in the city in a pocahontas outfit, lost a heel and found a gold rolex in my lingerie.
you want your laptop back?
are you giving me my laptop back, or cashing in on our break up sex?
both.
come over.
Just wrestled a cop. He won my shorts. I won my freedom. In fishnets and army boots. still headed to the party. would appreciate pants, but not necessary.
I'm pretty sure my lung is caught on my rib. And I can't feel the left side of my face. Best. Sex. Ever.
You asked him for a membership to him and his dick.
So I'm at that stage in my life where I am stalking my stalker just to get laid
I'd say things got weird when I started doing lines of molly in the box.
The family next to you was not pleased
I'm in the smoking section between a transvestite molly dealer and a group of juggalos. I shouldn't be that hard to find.
But I made it seem like I wasn't hungover at work, so that's a plus.
I can't hang out with this penis. I'll start thinking I like the person it belongs to.
when i woke up with rugburns on the tops of my feet, knees, and chin i was a little confused. and then i remembered i had sex with him in his friends walk in closet.
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