im at a party in sweatpants, slippers, and a basketball jersey from the eighth grade, 10 bucks says im still getting laid
the only time i'm productive on weed is when i drink.
I'll have to explain it to you tonight when i call drunk. It will sound better
I think I love you, but I may be biased because we had pirate sex.
Make puking fun. Chug half a monster right before you blow. Throw up foam. Most unique experience ever.
My only expectation is honesty. And three orgasms every time.
From russia with love. But also with chlamydia.
What bar did i puke in last night
by bar you must mean bars and by in you must mean on
I asked you if you needed a ride and you kept saying "no, my name is katelyn"
I'm just a little drunk right now and I have to work at 3
Omg sara
I ran out of milk and it's hot and I was thirsty
We called dibs on each other's genitals. That bond is unbreakable.
At what point in life does one make the conscious decision to incorporate capes into everyday life? Like, as a fashion statement?
I'm not sure how to answer that. Is it a general question or one you're wondering about for yourself? Because I don't think you're there yet.
All three of us got laid last night. This is what is commonly referred to as the Trifuckta.
Never go with a hippy to a second location. I fucking hate Xanax.
And he's a cuddle champ. I know because I slept over because I don't know what boundaries are.
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