I'm at the cafe. It's 7am. There is a girl I don't know on my futon who tried to tickle me this morning when I got down from my loft. I also not wearing any underwear.
Im at the zoo right now high out of my mind and feel as if the animals are watching me and Im the one in a cage.
Then he showed me his sketchbook. Every drawing was a hand in different 'fingering positions'. Dear JESUS.
I deem her datable let the dance of attraction commence
Dont make this weird.... I was wondering if I could paper mache a few of your dildos this weekend?
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?
Okay hun. Well my neighbors haven't called the cops yet so I think we're good. No more burning in the yard.
I just want to emotionally destroy him but also find out how big his dick is so this is perfect
I encourage you to ignore feeling. Drinking more helps
I will read books by day and do guys by night. A mental and physical enlightenment, if you will.
Did you really have to freak out and get up half way through to put the cat in the closet?
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rowboat hit a rock. taking on water. going down fast. bring cheerios.
aye aye capn
I’m not spending 14 dollars on a margarita unless it’s rimmed with cocaine... actually do you have a blender?
You're a wizard. You are a master of disguise. You are beautiful. I love you.
He broke through his window then signed his name on the biggest peice of glass from it. I think they framed it and named it 'best party ever'
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