so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
hey did I tally my arm again of # of shots?
nope, you were tallying rejections at the party
This whole foot fetish thing is getting out of control. He would rather hold my feet than me after we fuck.
Fun new game when high: sorting socks. Took forever. Was awesome.
Right... Let's keep my vodka tinged mind focused on simple words
I paused mid sex to tell him I wished I'd taken up barrel racing so I could ride better.
I think my hookup is starting to fall for me. Time to break his heart.
If there is a heaven, that's what it will be. Bagel Bites and cunnilingus.
Watching a bear prancing around in a tiara is worth a loss of bar time.
After an hour of searching for my pants, we had three people looking. They were finally found in the oven.
There's no time frame.
For drinking wine out of the bottle and taking nyquil at 9 AM? There probably should be.
Waking up next to a guy you don't remember going home with and the first thing you say is: where is my tiara? = successful birthday
My mind doesn't wanna day drink but my heart does.
Also you think METH is on the same level of wanting to see the movie cats? We’re gonna unpack that later
So, I can officially cross "getting eaten out in a church confession booth" off my bucket list.
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