We didn't go..parents came home with patron wanting to play drinking games --we asked no questions
I was so high I couldnt even listen to music i was terrified of the potential knowledge i would gain.
i thought i was the drunkest one there til some girl puked in the tip jar.
I am growing concerned with the number of people here in cowboy hats
I mean, I'd wanted to go skinny dipping, hook up with him and have sex on a beach, so last night I basically killed 3 birds with one super slutty stone.
Actually, considering the facts that I am wearing a duct tape dress and eating a gas station quesadilla, I am pretty good.
I would say I miss her friendship, then I remember that she gave 4 guys the clap. I'm good.
He was too drunk, and my mother and I ended up babysitting him. He told her I have amazing mouth skills, and that I love the "chorizo" he feeds me. All she said was "And on the list of 30 things you never want to hear about your daughter..." while gripping the steering wheel.Please just fucking kill me now.
No. Every time we go there, you end up getting high, then lost, then going home with strangers.
Letting Freddy Krueger eat me out = HAPPY HALLOWEEN TO ME!!!
Are you the reason I woke up without pants?
I'm determined to sit on that face.
I'm out of breath and my thighs burn but at least it's over.
i just went to hell in the tanning bed. i think god is giving me a preview of what is in store if i keep getting drunk everyday.
I mean...if Marco gets pregnant, it is either the spawn of Satan or the second coming of Christ (neither of which I want in my life). So let's just hope that he doesn't grow a womb and that we don't have to consider either option.
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