and we just had intercourse last night so i'm exhausted, fucked up on adderol, emotionally broken and just pissed
O.A.R does not stand for Old Recycled Abortions.
we're drinking boxed wine and eating string cheese. It's like a wine tasting for poor people.
we knew you were done when they played It's All Coming Back To Me Now by Celine Dion and you started crying
We really need to check into harvesting part of our liver now
I can already almost taste penis in my mouth
She was pretty drunk. It was like watching a puppy explore the world for the first time.
Nothing quite like pre-gaming the Kentucky Derby with adderall and adderall. I'm fairly confident I could outrun all of these fucking horses in a foot race right now.
She spilled creme de menthe on her crotch and I told her she looked like a menstruating Vulcan (costume idea!). Obviously, I went home alone.
all i know is there's a picture on my phone of him wearing my purple sweatpants and licking the bottom of my foot.
$1 drinks and Playboy theme. I am never leaving this place
Lets get drunk and then you just wraps me into a present because that sounds like fun after the past 3 glasses of wine I drank
HEY. NO. THIS IS ABOUT YOU RIGHT NOW. YOUR COCK, MY MOUTH, THATS IT.
Did you smoke and go to the aquarium again?
I was having a serious heart-to-heart, and then the weed gummy kicked in.
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