I know it's VERY late and i know i may have burdened you, but on the chance that it's sat nite- are you up or willing to be? Christinas camping and i'm chillin alone.
I'm drunk
Is that why you're texting me
Yes
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Then she called me a home wrecking whore.
dont they live in a condo? that doesnt count.
I feel bad for the next person that's gonna live in my room. There's so much semen on the carpet
Every fourth of July I get sentimental when I think back to the one where we drove around baked off our asses crashing multiple cookouts listening to Team America's "America, Fuck Yea" on repeat. I miss us.
your drunk ass trust falled a guy double fisting bud limes and as a result your head bounced off the patio table. So that might explain the stitches on the back of your head.
Well anything after a French guy would have been a disappointment. But I'm fairly certain he was just trying to masturbate into me.
The sad thing is; I'm getting used to walking around feeling like I could hurl at any minute.
Prob because you've thrown up alot. As long as its not like pure blood you're fine. Drink water.
But really- as the voice of your vagina I am BEGGING you to do it. If not for yourself than for your poor innocent puss
I'm currently sitting at your kitchen table eating chicken nuggets that I dug out of the trash and thinking about how much I need to get laid.
This kid wants me to stop partying. Like I have only known you for 5 days. Chill.
But like it was sooo bad! At one point he tried to flip me over and he fell off the bed
I am luring the porn star to my house with chicken!
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