please pick me up with an explanation of why i shacked in a trailer with a guy who doesnt have a car.
Then I opened the closet and then i found the babies
the brownie started to kick in before i finished the essay... it became a race against my own increasing intoxication
Now we are really drunk and her 17 yr old cousin is shitfaced. He may or may not have proposed a toast to octopuses and double fisting. And we just drank to Mexico.
Bro, i just sang journey's "dont stop beleavin" at mcdonalds. and the guy was sooo impressed he gave us free food. God i love america
And you kept repeating "I didn't know know that this was a no blow job zone."
It finally happened. My conscience stopped working. I've never felt so free
I realize now that I left my pants on that table in the downstairs bathroom at you house on Tuesday....
Bitches at mcdonalds acting like they never seen a girl puke in her own coat pocket before
I just shotgunned a beer alone in the bathroom...what do you expect from me
Intramural soccer game tonight. Be ready for blood. I haven't sobered up since thursday
He stopped responding after the animal pictures... I do this EVERY TIME.
Do to my newly discovered condition I'm having to resort to emergency beat sessions to avoid the temptation to text girls I know are easy slams.
It has moved into the cliche "thin line between love and hate" real quick. With her. Not Taco Bell.
Intelligence report: the hot sister called you gross, the sweet sister says you're dumb, and the smart sister says all the other men she knows would have to die for her to hook up with you.
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