we made margaritas with slurpies from 7-11 and beer.
After we fucked, her eye wouldn't stopped twitching and she could only move her hand, which she used to put her number in my phone
I just found pie in my hoodie pocket... This break needs to end.
Not going out tonight. And so the 25 day drinking streak ends....
Sorry I pulled the thermostat off the wall..
I knew when her mom came in spraying me with Febreeze telling me I smelled like shame it was going to be a rough day.
Boob shaped ice luge is ordered for my bday. Boom
I can't even drink.
The liquor comes out the nipples. Out. The. Nipples.
Good news. That bum you thought that died is alive.
I just really don't even know what I would do with a boyfriend... Like do I just kiss it and then leave it in the corner? Like how often does it eat??
hooking up with him was much more fun when i knew in the back of mind we'd get in some sort of trouble for it
If I can ever get control of my legs I will be home. Thanks... and again sorry about your bed.
That wasn't even sex. That was a fuckoning
...did you just create a word for what we did?
I feel like my entire body is ashamed of me today
You're a god amongst men today
we're tipping the strippers with chocolate coins.
How high do u want to get? Just kind of high or yelling at swans high...
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