Sorry I totally forgot to text you back. When you texted me I was at work at the pharmacy and it was stupid busy. And then of course I had my 8 hour "shoot me b/c half of Loyola comes in to buy plan B" shift.
so we had a 20 minute conversation and created the fb page WWND (what would Nana do?) last night after we took our Ambien...that is my definition of an overachiever
I decided to follow my clitoris instead of my heart.
i just wanna lock my vagina in a safe filled with bandaids and healthy things
In hindsight, buying 4 different kinds of vibrators at once may have been a little overenthusiastic of me.
yeah, she started doing yoga and cocaine....looks good on her.
I know. I know. The man who pulled me from my mother's womb was the same man who had his fingers in my vagina today. My life is a joke. I don't know how to feel about this.
I asked a lamppost to be my valentine. Also: I'm wearing a sombrero. We need more sombrero in our lives.
I once puked on the side of the hwy driving home and it somehow made me feel more Canadian. So don't rule it out
Why don't you throw your vagina at it and see what happens?
I'm getting offered Candy Crush lives in return for sex. Like wtf.
Last night you told me you "were too high" and didn't deserve a hashbrown.
You were drink-wine-from-the-bottle drunk trying to take everybody's blood pressures again.
All I remember is dance battling with a man named tom the entire time who kept buying me drinks so id say it was a success
I just met him at a place called the meat farm, Jesus be a shield.
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