I haven't worn deodorant in like three days and have been laying around in my underwear listening to music and drinking. I think i've made my own Bonnaroo in my apartment.
I did that thing again where I get way too drunk and go gay. Then wake up in the morning and freak out at the person. Yet another bar I cannot go back to
just throwing this out there: period starts tomorrow sooo either sex tonight or not until tues/weds.
i get a bj anyways so it's really your choice.
k i'll be over in 5.
im shaking like a drug addict and i almost just shat my pants when i sneezed...no more patron for me
I have started doing my homework in bars. It just feels right.
i saw his dick when we were four, so thats kind of ruined for me now
She just kept tellin me God was coming back and he was leavin her with a bag of stale doritoes and shitty friends.
He's having a heart to heart coversation with the keg about what he should do with his life.
I haven't found him passed out in the living room covered in noodles for a while now so I guess he's getting better with the drinking.
I packed spaghetti and rum. But panties? Nah
Why did you make me get in the car with you and then not give me a ride? I woke up in a bar with a blanket on me.
So hungover. Walked into room and poached their catering before realized in wrong place. Scowled and ate it anyway
I'm wearing sunglasses around my house. Douchebag status. The hangover is real.
It's the Ides of March, motherfucker. That means we're supposed to daydrink, right?
you're the only girl i know who can be too sick to walk to the kitchen and still have enough game to receive multiple orgasms
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