your address is 607B right?
yeah why?
i need to tell the guy bringing over the flaming bag of dog shit where to put it
Yeaaah, so cabbie laughed at me, and said, "rough nite? Let me find you some music" . apparently OPP is the appropriate ride of shame soundtrack.
He is going overseas for 8 months, not only was that blowjob a going away present, but i was supporting the troops
we fucked the fort apart but we'll rebuild it after we get some drinks.
I don't think I have but I might've died. If I have then come get me, I'm in the flower bed. And still game.
Well I pulled a muscle in my leg dancing in the tanning booth drunk at 1 pm soooo there's that
It wasn't really sex. It was just rolling around, trying to make sure his dick didn't end up in my ass.
Oh and my new excuse for not being able to hook up is cholera, feel free to use it
Trust me. I don't get home before 5am. I know what Immmm doing. BTW bail money is in my closet. PEACE
scream really loud. we think you crawled under the deck
Lol. Awesome. Seriously though, I need you focused next year. We're gone have a lot of drinking and stupid nonsense to do, and I don't want dumb shit like responsibility to get in my fucking way.
It's hard to judge what a reasonable amount of cereal looks like in the spaghetti pot. We're out of cap'n crunch and milk.
It's a fucking menopause festival down here at the strike zone
I may or may not have puked in the ladies room. Now I get to convince my client to go to substance abuse treatment. Oh, the irony.
I think the worst part about being a real adult is 1)having a high stress job that makes me want to get stoned 2)paying for reefer using my own money 3)realizing my boyfriends children probably have more weed connections than I do anymore
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