He is such a slut. More and more my type.
we made out on top of his cat.
I hate having morals and standards the next morning.
I think I have swimmer's ear. From his tongue.
then she said "on the count of three I think we should apologize to eachother"
Don't judge me. It was less weird than it sounds when we were in the moment and it was his birthday
I need a second opinion on who's blood is in my car.
I really want to know why half of my kitchen floor is missing.
Just for future reference: milk is NOT a good mixer no matter how drunk you are.
You screamed at all of us and then showed us your sack. You're like the boyfriend of my dreams.
I just showered sitting down with a sippy cup of water in there with me. It took 40 minutes. That hungover.
All I am going to say is this: I woke up with lots of bruises on my knees from running around on all fours being a 'dinosaur'. Either girls night in went terribly wrong or terribly right.
So maybe I got drunk and hooked up with him in a hot tub? I mean that's nothing to be ashamed of, that kind of takes talent. I'd drown.
Just want to apologize again for asking to spot your form in the shower.
The lady that was sitting beside me thought the best way to cheer herself up was to pet and ruffle my hair while crying and telling me her problems...
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