Btw I've read that book you bought me...And I'm such a bitch now
But I don't think guys love me
also, you're talking to the girl for whom "deformed baby arm" wasn't quite a dealbreaker.
It was like a drunk episode of Dora the Explorer. In English.
if you ever come into my room screaming for me to set up rockband at 4:45 am ever again i will kill you
ambylanc
what?
there was an amgbulance. iw ish i was in it.
I think if I could use my boobs as a second pair of hands everything would be ok
I just wanna be craddled in his arms and spoon fed applesauce..
that's the most romantic thing you've ever said.
I totally left my shirt at your house. Also I think I high fived your cactus last night
There is always the bar, but 2 30 on a Tuesday just screams alcoholism
I hat to flip my "days since last bad decision" chart back to zero. So...yeah. Sigh.
And i have once again masturbated to an amazing soundtrack. what a time to be alive
If I don't quit picking up guys when I'm drunk, I'm going to need a vagina transplant.
Then you fell out of your chair, looked right at me and said, "You are sooo drunk."
If i'm not ready, make sure i'm alive. Not passed out dead in the shower.
I'll still do breakfast to celebrate the life you've had.
He literally shouted this Viking war cry when he cam. Then as we laid there he sang me the most beautiful rendition of " When Irish Eyes are Smiling". I've never been more confused.
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