sorry about last night, sometimes people just get drunk and have sex witht heir friends
I know, I was there.
I texted him to clear the air a bit, apologized if I freaked him out. No reply. So I'm gonna go ahead and fuck someone in a barn tonight.
let's bang
You're in my phone as 'Weird Bus Guy' so I think my answer's no.
Heard it's your birthday. I can't send pictures, but go ahead and imagine my balls.
you came here, splled a bunch of margaritas, hung up a picture of yourself and then left
I mostly enjoyed dancing with him because his boner was scratching my bug bites.
The problem with Wednesday evening drinking is that no gets to my level. It's like like a one man party. But it's a goood party.
I have a LOT of reasons to worry about radical feminists taking my lady balls, frankly. A lot.
I just swallowed some ecstasy stuck in my nose from last night. Work should be interesting.
I just want it to be said that I had sex in my Belle dress last night. Classy motherfucker.
Someone brought brownies to work and I was skeptical to eat one then I remembered I was at work and there is no way there is weed in them. Haha I'm blaming you for that.
Dude!! Who the fuck glued Cheetos to my couch? Bastards!!
i just had to ask the gas station attendant what state i was in... winning at life.
im in missouri by the way.
He said we were going to get fucked up in the woods so here we are
can you take a pic of your glorious tits but not send it just yet? I need motivation to finish this bull shit presentation.
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