we're blogging at a bar
There's too many weed/neon/felt Sublime posters in this room and someone just put on a Hunter S. Thompson movie. Save me, now.
That level of neurosis does not find love outside of Grey's Anatomy.
Lady next to me is getting american flags airburshed on her nails. god bless the ghetto.
im going to have to ask you to stop vomiting stars, rainbows, and butterflies all over your facebook statuses...
I'm pretty sure I just overheard my boss call his sperm precious metal...
I was told u were the one who could explain to me why i woke up in the running shower, still in my dress and heels
once you get past the part where you think youre gonna die, its the most amazing drug ive ever experienced.
bitch got booty called while we were making out. and then she actually left.
It's getting increasingly easier to use his emotional instability to my advantage. That's about all he has going for him right now.
I'm in a pile of cheezits at an unfamiliar location watching dateline on tlc. Stage an intervention.
You shall now refer to my vagina as patty and patty only
We're too hungover to prance.
I still can't believe I was army crawling thru his backyard at 2am..
You mentioned his name and i threw up a little.
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