Sorry I totally forgot to text you back. When you texted me I was at work at the pharmacy and it was stupid busy. And then of course I had my 8 hour "shoot me b/c half of Loyola comes in to buy plan B" shift.
I went to his work to give him some blankets and ended up blowing him in the bathroom. See what happens when you don't come over?
I don't think a check that has "thx for the drugs" on the note is really gonna fly.
Nope, just sitting on the couch, eating an advent calendar, being depressed about the herps.
According to the bell hop, we stumbled in about 4 and then cannon balled into the pool.
why oh why did i suck thise tits. nothing but trouble fuuuuuu
honestly, i just want you to have sex with him too so that you can fully understand my appreciation of his dick as well.
until he told me my vag was like a juicy apple and he loved eating it, yes, i really did think we were both sober.
You were definitely doing something right. You could only see the colored parts of his eyes a couple of times. I was pretty sure he was dead at some point.
So I'm thinking that so long as I have this piercing, I'm going to get tested for explosives at the airport
we were looking for paper towels to wrap his hand and i yanked a drawer out of the cabinet, it was fun so we just kept doing it. things escalated and long story short, he isn't gettin his security deposit back
Mehhh. I just tried to type 'extremely', and it auto corrected to 'creek rot'. IT KNOWS WHAT I LOOK LIKE
I feel like I should go door-to-door apologizing to America.
Want to do me the honour of waxing my legs again before I go to Mexico? I feel like it's a tradition we shouldn't break.
I hope a pyrotechnic goes off in your asshole and seals it shut for life.
Me too.
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