Oh just a soda. I'm "driving"
Kareoke will never be a sober sport
he confessed his love for me, threw up on my pillow and then fell asleep on said pillow. i met him last night.
better than last weekend. things are really looking up for you.
so we had a 20 minute conversation and created the fb page WWND (what would Nana do?) last night after we took our Ambien...that is my definition of an overachiever
new excercise plan: walk a mile get a bj then walk a mile home
Right before he passed out, he said "Stuporman, coming in for a landing"
remember that response paper i wrote naked, at 745am still drunk with a naked dude in my bed? yeah, totally got an a- on that. and he loved my insight.
He showed up 3 hours late wearing roller skates and acted like nothing was wrong with that.
It was just a reflex. BOOM I kicked her in the face
Just had such a rough shit, don't stop believin had to be played
Ok. I'll enjoy the quiet (translation: I might be naked, call ahead if you come home tonight)
He kept telling me Te Amo last night. Over and over. And that he was scared. Drunkenly. In Spanish.
Some nice lady just gave me a beer out of her purse. I love youth hockey
He just yells "mush!" as they're having sex.
I woke up in a cornfield to shouting, a bottle of Jim Beam, and a bunch of mc muffins. If this doesn't scream Illinois, idk what does.
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