I'm at the store buying plan b and vodka
the cocktail of hope
This is getting serious. I keep forgetting what's in my vagina.
hes totally cute, too bad i slept with his father
Please tell me the foreign boys in the kitchen this morning were yours.
I guess I gave him a 20 minute play-by-play of the first three sections of R. Kelly's 'trapped in a closet.'
It would be one hovered percent delicioui
i'm having taco bell mild sauce and tums for breakfast because i'm hungover and thats all i can find. it's like thanksgiving up in here
I may puke in class so I'm excited to see how that goes
Whenever we go out my brain flips on autopilot, straight to blackout.
I'm curious as to what my outfit choices drunk me made for this weekend.
I have a txt file I don't remember making open on my desktop. All it says is "what it's like to be a bat"
I'm glad you don't care about kids. That's one of your better qualities.
It's just a friend who is recently single and I'm going to heal his broken heart with my vagina
My breath smells like dick and biscuits..
I should not have moved in with him. He's got porn stashed everywhere like a homosexual squirrel.
You love porn!
Not in the sugar bowl when I'm making my Mom coffee I don't.
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