The guy asked if i had a problem w/set schedules
Packed at 6 am completely wasted. Damage assessment: 12 pairs of socks (no underwear), a flashlight, 3 shorts, shot glass, 8 sweaters, puff paint, one sneaker.
just threw the rents a curveball by making french toast and bacon when i came home sober. good luck tellin when im high/drunk now.
she won't take no for an answer... no matter what language i said it in
I'm thinking I had intended to send you pics cuz I woke up naked
I vaguely remember taking a shit behind the shed before I started puking over the fence. No more Xanax.
Bruises. Everywhere. Table sex is dangerous
It's official drugs can't kill me
We can just keep having sex until one of us finds someone we actually like
At what point in life does one make the conscious decision to incorporate capes into everyday life? Like, as a fashion statement?
I'm not sure how to answer that. Is it a general question or one you're wondering about for yourself? Because I don't think you're there yet.
Then I'll go home and you two can do whatever two same sex heterosexual soul mates do
He called me baby cakes during sex... Can U not
Just so you know in the morning, yes you did send your bartender a snap of your boobs. No I didn't try to stop you because you used sound logic for doing so.
When he busted out the ketchup I got the hell out of there. It got really creepy really fast.
Feel free to drag me back to reality at your convenience
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