he promised me brunch in the morning so i felt like it was ok....i really need to get a job.
Hurry. And bring back up. SHE WON'T STOP TALKING.
She wouldn't stop telling me the story of the penis and how she got laid.
he knocked over the vodka and juice...picks up the cup and says "yes", takes the last sip...doesnt even worry about the mess all over the floor and we continue having sex.
We had sex in the bathroom. Then he told me I could watch him pee.
I don't know what's happening. Everyone is wearing beaks.
I just had a 30 minute conversation about hummingbirds. That high.
I miss high conversations.
Swinging. Is. Amazing.
Trust me. I don't get home before 5am. I know what Immmm doing. BTW bail money is in my closet. PEACE
Can we talk about the fact that I plucked weed off your ass this morning like it's a normal thing to do?
I'm having one of my monday morning walk of shame coffees if you care to join.
I finally got out of bed at 8:30pm and my little brother informed me that I had cereal stuck to my back. I'm going to smoke a cigarette and go back to sleep.
Do you think if 10 year old us knew that we would be passing out in a McDonalds after a hefty night of drinking, and 23 McChickens, they'd change anything?
Too bad I can't un-pee in his body wash
I am serious when I say I think I broke a rib having sex with Kyle. It might be puncturing my lung. No lie. I might die today.
I'll get the most aesthetic strap on, you'll see
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