so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
Well to be completely honest its more of a 'i wanna do things to you that your parents would not enjoy hearing about' mood
You were wearing a sombrero. And a crown. And told me to use the nerf gun to protect your room from the cat. You don't have a cat.
this dieting is killing me...just started drooling watching a dog food commercial
someone should tell her that easter eggs aren't meant to be dildos.
She talked about nothing but beanie babies for 45 minutes. I'm never getting high with her again.
judging by the mobile uploads you added of me last night, we cant keep living this way.
I just realized how early it is, you're taking this booty call thing to a whole other level. also, there are altoids all over my room, that was weird
I know it I should, but it's kinda nice. It's smells like unbridled enthusiasm and copious amounts of melt your face off sex.
Today wasn't Sunday Funday, it was more like Sunday god is taking a shit on my life day
We were high as balls fucking in the back seat when we saw the blue lights. He's like, "I got this" and walked over butt ass naked and goes, "Sorry dude, we're just banging" and the cop apologized for disturbing us and drove off.
You can laugh all you want but 99 grapes is a lot stronger than what you were drinking.
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.
Let's put a bunch of beers in a backpack and shotgun them in a Red Lobster bathroom
I can't wait to get to LA so I can punch her in the face
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