where am i from again
first off, his name is dougie. strike one.
I am willing to take shots of vanilla extract. That's how this night has been.
I blacked out before two in the afternoon yesterday. Now that's a successful birthday.
i understand you have values and thats awesome, all i want to help you do is forget about them breifly
well, obviously he didn't fuck me for my strong moral fiber.
for a while, i completely forgot that you wrote "fuck me" on my stomach before we went out. when he took my shirt off that night, he just looked down and said, "may i?". i think i'm in love
This conversation has now reached a level of awkward that even a passerby streaking hobo couldn't break.
We played alot of beer pong and ventured into the woods with tiki torches
So what's going on?
We hit boys town to get stupid. I mean invading Iraq stupid.
You're like the fucking Mozart of sexting.
"We drove to the deserted part of the parking lot, and that's where we blew each other. It was so romantic."
I'm playing trivia and drinking margaritas so now is not a good time.
I just realized I have a habit of pre gaming for therapy visits. Problem?
We'll discuss it when you get here
You put a bag of sliced onions in the microwave then screamed, "voila, onion rings!"
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