you used to get mad at me for mentioning 'unprotected sex' and happenings in my bed
well yeah, but then i realized the wisdom of your ways.
He keeps asking where i got my clothes and accessories. i'm not sure if he wants to fuck me, or go shopping.
We have a drunk bartender with her nips a quarter inch from bein out buying us shots. GET HERE.
You just said the magic words
searching "dave" under the university of pittsburgh on facebook was not exactly how i hoped to find my baby daddy
It would only make sense that I'd cheat on him with his best friend on the ides of march...
the guy sitting next to me at the bar has a patrick swayze tattoo hovering over a roast beef sandwich. 'merica.
If you go to Tinseltown tonight. First bathroom on the left, second stall. Avoid. It's still coming to terms with what I did to it.
I'm running on 2 hours of sleep. Just spent 6 minutes staring at the back of my hand thinking: "I don't really know this that well"
I think my AA sponsor just booty called me.
It's like my uterus needs a hug... and anti depressants
I woke up to a stripper (who added me on Facebook) messaging me reminding me to cancel my card if I can't find it
She's too awesome to dump: she gives me great blow jobs and free Popeyes. You just don't burn a bridge like that.
well, you know. whores of a feather.
Anyhow. He gives me orgasms and cuddles and buys me dinner and alcohol. Ill keep him around and cross that other girl bridge when we get there ha ha
We free pour in this house. Measuring alcohol is for the weak
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