..now you can marry chaz and be in cher's family..
yeah n i dont have to pretend to be into chicks to do it now...
if by 'bottleservice' you mean 'bringing beers in my purse' then yes, we are.
Dude its 315 and I'm sitting here eating slices of cheese. Don't talk to me about tomorrow.
I don't see why you're so upset, it's not like you were wearing pants either.
he just left. I blew him in my kitchen while my parents slept down the hall. Welcome back home!
will you please stage a drunk girl intervention and tell him that his chain is severely harming his chances of getting laid tonight?
just really comprehended the fact that I'm getting high at the same place I used to play as a child. the nostalgia and thc is mixing together in one, intense wave. WHO HAVE I BECOME
The cops wrote boobs in the police report. ...vandalism is our calling
Power lunch with dad, pain pills and tequila shots. Dad does Monday hard.
How long until you're healed?
Physically? A week or so. Emotionally? The scars of dislocating my knee at a frat and flashing my panties to the whole crowd wi never heal.
Drink drank drunk tankkkkn, LETS GO
we panicked because we couldn't find you anywhere, but then we found you tripping in the bathtub with Marie's cat. there was no water. you thought there was water, though.
I didn't even respond. Just letting the crazy settle before I calmly fuck his shit up.
I also guarantee you multiple orgasams and blueberry pancakes
"Plot twist... I'm straight."
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