This is a mass text. Does anyone know where I am?
we just decided that lesbian tuesdays are a must, as of tomorrow.
They told me I stole 50 buns and a bottle of mayo and would whisper in their ears to look under my shirt to see what was for breakfast... benefit of starting to drink at 9 am
Knitting and drinking wine. Forget my 21st birthday, might as well just skip to my 60th
the only reason i invite her is so when the guys start to hit on her i know it's time to take their keys
other than her wanting kids and me wanting to do drugs,were perfect for each other
i'm on the subway and being revisted by the ghosts of tequilas past.
We decided we needed a drinks fridge in our bathroom.
This text is addressed to sober me: getting drunk by yourself may have seemed like a Good idea at first bit it can tell you that it wasn't ad fun as you thought it would be
Ps your lap top bag is FULL of empty beets
LOOK AT MY HAIR, DOES THIS LOOK LIKE THE HAIR OF A PERSON WHO HAS HER LIFE TOGETHER?
I watched you down those shots like a lion cub watching its mother rip apart a gazelle
Sware then you fell into me doing a Tarzan swing thing and my margherita spilled and shattered all over this guy and sice you were on the ground you tried to pull it off by twerking on the floor lmfao
Me too...I'm driving to work trying to figure out if I put my pants on the right way.
Do we have to do this party tonight? I'm worried my bed will miss me...
And to be fair, I think we all suspect that forbidden sex with an outlaw biker might be worth it.
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