There's some strange man with hair that keeps talking to us. I'm scared.
This is how horror movies start. Going to bar with strange hair guy. He's paying. Bad idea?
Ditched hair man. Got free cab ride to market. Want food. I win.
After that we used the in-room hotel coffee pot to warm up some queso. it was brilliant
Day 8 of being sober: Sniffed an empty beer bottle at a restaurent and almost licked it. This is not working
It got kind of awkward when her dad brought home a 20 something asian girl at 3am
By the way anyone who is willing to be in the film while tripping gets free shrooms.
I no longer exist. I have transformed into a puddle of sex.
you start one little fire by the lake and the police want to talk to you all night...
I told my mom I'm great in bed. That is quality mother daughter bonding.
I don't think meeting his drug dealers counts as a relationship landmark.
The playlist was "songs to sing in the shower". I literally got fucked to Footloose.
DUDE NEVER CALL THE COPS BACK
I was sleeping and woke up in the bathroom already puking like i slept walk. Perrrrrrfect.
I wasn't going to drink. Then there was alcohol so I gave that up.
Yeah. We're taking this fuck buddy relationship to the next level. Sober weekday sex.
I feel really sorry for my toilet right now
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