It's pouring out. I am cold, wet, and miserable.... Kind of reminds me of our sleepover last night.
I can't believe believe she called me a slut. She doesn't know anything about me or my life.
Shit, that's something a lot of sluts say.
he whispered in my ear that he would be upstairs and i should come up. i stayed downstairs. he came back down and repeated to whisper in my ear. this happened about 5 times until he passed out.
Did we use protection last night?
Um, no...keep in touch, okay?
no. the fact that it's halloween completely overrides the fact that it's sunday. youre going out whether im dragging your boring ass or not.
I meant to tell you earlier: bad life decision saturday has been moved wednesday this week
All i remember is Liz dragging me home yelling at me, crying, and barfing
and after i failed the breathalyzer i said to the cop "i've never been very good at tests"....
And really all I wanted was to be like "hey can I borrow your dick for a few hours this weekend?"
the bar didnt serve shots so jim ordered us jaeger neat. it worked.
BTW, Julia referred to you as a power bottom. Are you available?
There's nothing more rewarding than telling you that I fucked your dad
My day so far: morning after pill and pancakes. Living the dream.
Where the fuck are you? I just got punched in the nose by a tourist
Your liver needs more exercise - we start training tonight.
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