Last night was def like the makeout party episode of full house
It was like a secret agent hookup. No names, swift execution, get in- get out.
I didn't think it was possible but there may actually be TOO MANY pictures of me tagged shotgunning.
Your one and only job is to make sure I am on that bus tomorrow morning with no cat makeup on my face
side note. good thing you didn't come to drunk breakfast. we were judged by children.
Not my man #1 and if he likes it then he should put a title on it. Till then the gates of hell. Aka my vagina are open for entrance.
Ideas I've had tonight: An entire movie based off the Pixar lamp jumping on stuff.
He stood me up and then his cat died. I feel like this is Gods way of saying he's on my side, even after the tequila fiasco.
Apparently "I licked it so now it's mine" doesn't apply to people
When you put the phrases "just out of shower" and "did you get the picture" that close together, a picture of hamburger helper is not exactly what I expected to pop up.
Just spent the morning washing Bailey's and Guiness out of my clothes -_-
I don't want to be drunk any more. Can you hit the off switch?
Its amazing how creative youll get when your house has been out of toilet paper for a week and a half
Clothing is a burden necessitated by propriety.
Saddle up bitches, we're going to an orgy.
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