Ugh I have so many sins to confess tmw at church, you just made me think of many more I've made on that street alone
alone in the kitchen at 4 am eating a hotdog.
no.. I went home. Puking up hot dogs and lemon tart isn't as lovely as it sounds.
I think I'm cybering, it's been a while and its more in depth than it was in 8Th grade.
like in an apt above a crackhead. A LEGIT CRACKHEAD. he woke me up every morning this week asking me if I wanted to buy a mini fridge and some CDs. at 5 am. EVERY DAY.
I like how washing the beer bong is now a regular part of washing the dishes.
After the VIP Latina experience at the strip club last night, I am rooting for Mexico in this years World Cup.
Can you check your dirty laundry bag for my tooth.
Sorry you called when I was puking in a cheetos bag
At least in the future when we're all real people we can laugh about the time we all had scabies together?
You know how I got mad at him for making out with his formal date? Apparently I fucked mine. I'm guessing any exclusivity is out of the question.
So. How about you can get tequila certified...
Don't need my thirties to be known as the decade of "new types of shits from drinking" like last night.
for the record im never blowing a guy on the toilet again, that was sad and degrading
My brother is chasing tequila with vodka. Not sure how it will turn out, but I like his style.
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