And that's when I found out that Patrick wasn't in fact down with O.P.P.
i have wind burn on my face from my head hanging out the window of the cab vomitting
I kinda wish he had even a slight idea of the sex I'm planning for his departure. I'm literally studying for it.
i remember getting really pissed off when you wouldn't let me sleep in the garage with your cat.
did anyone else see me puking into my coat sleeve?
We've started doing pot butter shots. WHY AREN'T U HERE
His kisses tasted like beef jerky and captain morgan. I'm pretty sure I came before he even took my clothes off.
I'm currently trying to decide if crown or wild turkey will hurt worse coming back out through my nose later.
I woke up to him yelling "WHO SLEEPS WITH A BEER IN THEIR HAND?!?" this of course, startled me awake and made me spill the aforementioned beer. So I guess the a answer is- not this girl, not anymore. Asshole
I let him do a line off my nipple in exchange for his prescription pain pills. I feel like 3/4 Vegas stripper, 1/4 underbelly of society.
Pierced my own nipple last night, and yes everyone did go absolutely nuts
Not even official and he's cleaned my puke twice. His hotdog skills are an added bonus. I've got a keeper
How many Wendy's frosties do you think it would take to fill a bathtub?
I may or may not have spiked my gatorade to get through a game of monopoly with these children.
Dude you where on that lil kids bike at 2 am ridin down the turning lane wearing only socks and a helmet singing born to be wild, no you weren't that fucked up
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