You can't wash away shame.
I can try.
just peed in the tub, threw it on Megan.. she threw more back, I got out and threw toilet water on her.. forecast for tomorrow? pink eye.
at the resort hottubing with french twins, who brought champange. this should be a postcard.
States back in the final four. Now our sunday night drinking has purpose. Sparty on baby.
she said shes getting her period tomorrow so she wants to have sex now. i didnt object. it would have been heartless.
ofcourse you didnt.
I had to drink heavily last night because I needed to forget that you told me you want to blow my dad.
U took a sewing needle to his nipple
Psshh,
because i know somewhere at some party, behind someones closed bed room door youre being feed a key full of mollie.
Yeah probably not. I have a hair appt, a gun class, and hopefully a boy to fuck. I'm booked.
Google Maps needs to have a hungover setting. That bitch talks too loud and all I want is breakfast tacos & a bloody fucking mary.
She's eating hot cheetos out of the bag with chopsticks, Matt, how is she NOT my soulmate?
Found a trail of Taco Bell hot sauce packets through the garage to our back door and cheese in my bra. I'll say it was a successful Sunday Funday.
We only initially bonded over boobs and sarcasm
Gonna try and have sex in the empire state bldg, will tell you how it goes
i havent showered for 4 days and i just made my dog smell my arm pit. also, im stoned.
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