Fuck?...well quicky, i have to study...unless you can read my book while i bang you, then it can last four chapters
I can be that talented
i need a wealthy benefactor or a cocktail job. or to start stripping. or kill myself. whatever.
i distinctly remember leaping through the apartment to rescue the clam chowder burning in the kitchen
I DON'T CARE WHAT THE CIRCUMSTANCES ARE NEVER VOMIT IN MY PURSE AGAIN.
just tell her a well fed dog doesnt stray far from the porch, and if that doesnt work just keep fucking her sisters
his blanket is still in the back seat of my car, its like a constant reminder of his small penis
Some guy walked in while I was taking a piss and asked me if I knew of a back way out of the bar. He looked pretty freaked out.
That number that I thought was that dude's number...was actually my district manager's number. Fuckkkk.
Mom looked at me, frowned, and said "it makes me sad to see you drink before noon.." So i told her if she doesn't like it she needs to stop waking me up before noon.
The last thing I remember was riding in a grocery cart with two strangers while a cop pushed us
I lost the right to judge tonight
He came on my face and he was genuinely concerned about getting it in my hair. I'm marrying him.
They gave me 4 meds at the health center and said not to take alcohol with any of them. Guess ill wait until tomorrow to feel better.
I usually do that but weve been going unprotected with tribal fertility symbols painted above my door
The blunt fell in the hottub, i mean i knew she was upset but i didnt expect her to dive for it and come up balling her eyes out...
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