Ooooh. That's not a mole. Uncomfortable.
I just got a ticket for shitting on a sand dune.
I woke up and my panties were thumbtacked to his wall. Out of my reach.
He said i was a degenerate twofaced catholic slut and a grade a bitch. Quite complimentary really. i guess i shouldn't insult the red wings
going to class early so i have time to go on the moonbounce. this is why i go to art school.
im too high. i could barely wash my hair, let alone handle a whole shower
So me and friend just finished Eiffel towering this girl and sounds great in theory but after the high five has commenced its just a weird threesome especially when you make eye contact with your buddy during the session
For once I'm glad there wasn't morning sex. Yes, that sore from the night before.
He said i looked like a shooting star sprawled out on the floor while i puked and i kept blaming "senor cuervo" for doing me dirty.
I just ate a can of beans for dinner so I can afford to go get a 5$ bottle of wine. I really did not think these choices would still be necessary at age 25.
Consider it an appointment to improve my blow job capabilities.
I found my hair extensions. They were in my hamper.
I like how our relationship transcends the borders of inappropriateness and encompasses all the colors of the inappropriate rainbow.
My VP dropped me off at the Strip Club in Houston. Just said "I was never here".
Everything is covered in gelatin and pam cooking spray. Jesus be a shield.
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