everything was going good until you started showing off the pictures of poop you took with your phone
we should become lesbians. not together. just in general.
can you call in chlamydia to work? like if the antibiotics they gave you for it are giving you the shits...
I love my roommate; her alcohol problem, her proclivity for passing out on the living room couch, and her fucking awesome size d tits that can never remain clothed. Craigslist jackpot.
im not even sure if i fucked her just woke up in her closet.
I'll still trying to understand the context of your "punch her with my cock" comment.
Carpeing THE FUCK out of that diem
What I do when I'm blackout drunk is none of my business.
Good. Sleepy. In the middle of a pregnancy scare. The usual.
Like I just asked Greg why I don't have a crown for my vagina. That drunk.
When he's drowning in your chest and he muffles out the words 'I just want to live here' that's a compliment right?
If the world ends and i have no vodka please just kill me.
going on fb and having 11 notifications all from you is absolutely horrifying
Unless your apology includes a 20 something with loose morals and a daddy complex, I'm am not interested
There are regrets.. and there are RAGRETS
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