So it turns out the white chocolate in the bathroom is actually soap
Im in Brooklyn, he wasnt 23 or a musician pick me up
I wish i could convert my hornyness to productiveness. I would have written a fucking book by now.
I think, one-on-one, Paul Rudd could be very threatening in like a REALLY good way.
a kid who worked there came up to me and let me know you were sitting in the bathroom sink. he said it was fine, so i just kept checking on you.
She made me role-play everything from an older prof to a in-patient in need of a medical exam. Yay for cocaine.
Uh oh. Middle aged belly dancers. And they just got out swords. Shit is about to get real.
Come, dress lightly, bring tequila...
Nope she woke up in a hotel room alone on 55th street. A guy in a lamborgini gave her a ride this morning. She was walking barefoot home
Good. We don't answer calls at dick thirty.
xanax give me strength to not ask where we stand with booty calls
I'm daydrinking whiskey in a princess hat
I mean, he's 40, foreign, artsy but with substance abuse problems and estranged children. How is he not my type?
You grabbed my arm, said "I need you" in a very concerned voice and dragged me to the other room where you were blasting Evolution of Beyoncé.
Drinking wine while working. Yay.
Just had sex at the YMCA.
We are so productive today.
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