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ok i'm not sure if that was a success statement or a cry for help.
Damn. That makes sense
I know im like the sherlok holmes of sexual problems
well we can cross tagging a chick in a movie theatre off the list of things to do before we die
I was so drunk last night I wanted to download a Busta Rhymes album.
you didnt remember my name all night. you kept referring to me as "the blonde with the fat ass"
he asked me to have sex with him by saying 'take one for the team'. so no we didn't do it.
just customized my debit card w a pic of me ralphing over the toilet. figure it'll give the bar keep a good cut off est and for shits n giggles when buying my handles at the liqour store
I woke up wearing nothing but 7 partially eaten candy necklaces. Only one was around my neck. Don't even try to tell me I don't need plan B.
we went 3 years between hookups and she got a lot better. Amanda's moving way up the booty call pecking order.
May or may not have just lost a contact hanging out Anthony's sunroof. Drunk. Hint: I can only see out of one eye right now.
Dude, I had no choice. I was defending my genitals.
Im glad the only reason we got out of bed today was to get Halloween candy on sale.
I feel like these arent even my fingers anymore
I convinced her that there were two p's in Chipotle - the 2nd one was silent.
If that guy asks u bout me, I said my name is Jenelle, from CT, I'm a cat behiavor consultant and I'm 29. Back my story up
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