we were like drunken butterflies among sober caterpillars,
I think I'm cybering, it's been a while and its more in depth than it was in 8Th grade.
Dude that musta been some handjob last night. The sound of her pandora bracelet kept waking me up
we've had sex 4 times and he still refers to me as 'the chick in my chem class'
No He hasn't done that since the time he came in his own eye
Did i tell you my idea for my life plan? Not the one that involves stripping.
You had your shirt off checking IDs at the door and you don't even work there
Idk, you were a drunk pirate that kept stealing pieces of people's costumes to keep as your booty.
That would explain all the random shit in my room...
I passed out and slept in my car. Now I feel like a hungover zoo animal. Look and laugh people, look and laugh.
I would like to dedicate my cray behavior this week to my uncontrollable hormones and wine. Both have totally Efff'ed with my life.
I don't care how great the sex was, I cannot unsee what has been seen. I regret ever stalking his Facebook.
The only thing I know is that these arent my shoes and Aaron is missing and he has my house keys.
He keeps asking the karaoke guy to play let it go from frozen so he can sing it in a falsetto
besides the unzipped fly, the black eye and the toilet paper on your shoe you looked really sexy today baby!
I came twice and when I was done I petted his head and said "you did good kid you did good" and just laid back smiling. Tell me I'm not awesome.
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