Kelly, is this rhetorical, or sarcastic? You are very kind & quite beautiful, but we never really evolved into anything & your prevailing ambivalence spoke more than words ever could.
"We" really do not exist-if we ever did. Both of us may have been hoping for more than was possible.
I would enjoy sitting down to talk about the dissolution, but think it may end up being counter productive.
Party at my house. Liquor pinata. Your presence is required.
I mean its not the first time I passed out drunk at barnes and noble.
Definitely contact high. Thirty miles an hour listening too i can see clearly now wanting too eat the steering wheel
stop bragging. last time i got laid i got double pink eye, and it was so not worth it
I found an HIV test/information brochure on the kitchen table and what i can only assume to be an "I'm sorry you might have AIDS" gift bag, complete with a candle and popcorn, and I haven't seen you in 36 hours. You good?
I just put bacon on a thin mint and enjoyed the shit out of it. I better not be fucking pregnant.
Well that's the first time I've woken up with wet jorts
Bring gay.
By that I meant the rum. I just realized that my request made no sense. You always bring gay.
I really couldn't care less what she looks like. That's why The Lord Our God gave us doggy-style.
I also woke up on my floor. Naked. On a pile of clothes. With my head in the trash can. And a sheet over me.
Happy anniversary, did you sign and mail in the divorce papers yet?
I love you with the passion of a thousand FUCKBOYS during the height of week 1 texting
What happened?
Vodka. Vodka happened.
So, my first week in Saskatchewan ended with me drinking moonshine and getting eaten out in a tractor. I already love it here!
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