You know it's time to leave Spain when you are back and forth between Skype and a Spanish dictionary trying to figure out out to say "I can still smell you on my skin."
just saw 2 fat kids fight for the last slice of pizza. Litteraly fight. God Bless America
It ended with me crying and eating pizza in my closet.
there is no excuse for him not showing up to my st. patrick's day party. i touch his dick. i get him on the high holidays.
All I remember is him trying to go down on me, but I guess I was too busy making out with his brother
and everything will be beautiful and nothing will hurt and we will eat nachos
The blackout version of me left a ransom note to the sober self. Somebody needs to control that guy
Two dicks, one me.
Yoga's definitely paying off.
You were spooning an empty magnum of white wine in the middle of the bed so I slept on the couch
Well at least there's no more confusion about your place in my life. Wine > pizza > your dick > the rest of you.
Love you...
I stole a tiki torch last night and just returned it. Things have been better.
I want to sit on top of her nipple mountains and reenact the Ricola commercial.
I'm fucking blazing boy. 5hr weed sauce kicked in and my entire face feels like an 8ball of gold bond flying down a mountain of Fresh powder. Just gliding.
Fucking suck it up and drink your feelings like a normal human being.
Man, I'm real high and googling what all my favorite figure skaters from childhood are doing now.
on one hand I spent like $120 last night..on the other that was the best sex of my life
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