...so i touched it.
i watch way too much csi for them to even pretend to be my friend.
You drew a self portrait of yourself on his wall with sharpie.
Mid thrust he tells me that we have bio together
she was throwing up and singing "I HAD a feeling that tonight was going to be a good good night." And yeah she was still in her dress.
i chipped my tooth tryin to cut thru her pantyhose. that stuff is bulletproof.
as she was beating the hell out of his ex, she screamed prison rules, and smashed her head with a beer bottle. I'm oddly afraid yet so attracted to her now.
My password hint says "not sunset, also facebook." i need to stop doing computer things while high. I will never figure this clue out.
My goal for tonight is to swipe my debit card through those weird rolls on the back of a big bald guy's head.
I'd like to thank you fucktards for dumping the WHOLE box of Tricuits in my bed after I passed out.
.......The other day I peed on him in the shower....he was trying to touch my boobs and I wanted my space.
My life is a clusterfuck of men and disorderly priorities right meow.
For me the most fucked up part of last night was that I know for a fact that you were sober. But your dancing was a close second.
I wanna eat mushrooms and cuddle with a million dogs at once. I wanna know what heaven is like
my grocery list today consisted of condoms. and butter.
umm... whats the butter for?
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