Let's pretend this is a good idea before I change my mind.
eating taco bell the same day as formal = probably a bad idea
Before we started fucking, he laid me on the bed, and asked my what my sleep number was, so that i would be "comfy"
My flask crushed my baggie full of aderall in my backpack, why can't my demons just live together in peace
Your ability to be a slut in your nightmare astounds me
tell me why there is a bowl of oatmeal from starbucks in my purse
will i regret this in the morrning? probably. but every decision is good during happy hour
So I did end up texting him last night... I asked him how he felt about haircuts... not sure where I was going with that one?
Within 24 hours, I went to a feminist documentary screening with two state reps and you hate fucked a rent-a-cop on the helipad of your hospital. Somewhere our lives went in different directions.
I still make more money.
Some clips from last night: grinded like I haven't since college. Took shots with a bartender with a bad ass mustache. Made up a string of lies with fake names and occupations. Slept behind the couch with pizza in my hand
Beer bong just needs to be rebedazzled but it's gonna make it
I wanna hang out. The cats don't talk back.
Self reach around competition is what the Olympics has been missing all along. A true test of athleticism.
I'm not in bed, I'm driving and puking at the same time.... first for everything
Do you think if I explain to her I want to have loud, unprotected sex with her sister she'll understand?
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