i want to get drunk and sing the national anthem on your roof again please.
Listen. I'm a changed woman. I have no problem using him for sex.
He was like an artic tracker. Walked ten paces from the tree, then 15 paces from the mailbox, dug down in the snow, and pulled up the case of beer he hid from his parents out there. It tasted like ice cold success.
Ok! I picked up an anti-celebratory bottle of champagne on the way to dinner for her going to rehab. That's how I feel about this...
i want to have awesome sex and feel fuzzy.
She sprained her ankle last night trying to flash me.
i had a tequila and emotion induced one night stand with a random stranger. senior year: infinity me: 0.
in honor of breaking bad starting soon, i am now banging a walter white lookalike. viva heisenberg!
Hey! I need booze. And penises. And a lot of mistakes that I will regret in the morning.
You kept trying to make cocktails with my protein powder last night...
10 shots in she's sitting on the floor using the open dishwasher door as a plate to eat her "life giving" pizza.
I was masturbating and a roofer walked past my bedroom window.
Im wearing black today mourning the orgasm i couldn't get this morning :(
I watched one of the videos of you hanging from the rafters, and it is both violent and sexual in nature.
Right before he dumped me... he got a really ugly pair of pants. They were twill pants. A pinkish color. When I'm sad... I picture him in them. It makes me smile.
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