i voted for prop eight dipshit. more weddings = more CAKE.
Being hungover naked and coloring my hair. I guess I am not naked I have black latex gloves on. Give me a call.
im coming over.
remeber the saying "bad choices make good memories" dude our bad choices dont even make memories.
in the middle of giving him head in the backseat of my car he taps me on the shoulder, opens the door, throws up three times and then proceeds to tell me how amazing i am.
The to do list extremely baked self wrote for me last night says "1. Join gym 2. Passport? 3. Join a gym" And then just a drawing of a squid
I'm sorry for not being sorry about whatever shit I did to you when you were annoying and I was drunk. That is all.
I can't bring an entire liter in the bar in my purse. I mean I can. I might. I'm probably gonna.
He was still there when I ran half naked into my suitemate's room where she was skyping her boyfriend and I started singing I JUST HAD SEEEEX
His dick looks just like him, taller than average, thick, and somehow always angry.
C'mon. I'm still an alcoholic at heart, regardless of its broken or not
Pretty sure my idea of standards went out the window when I hooked up with a guy who had a rooster tattoo with an arrow pointing down to his no no bits. Think about it.
he stopped talking to me, quit his job, moved out of the province and then told me it was "no big" when I called him apologizing...
The problem is that you are trying to hold on to some dignity. Let it go. I hope your rash gets better.
Tempted to tell the Titos promoters at this bar that they are doing the lords work.
honestly i've never been more attracted to you than when you threw up on my floor
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