Hey sorry i havent responded. i threw up on my phone while i was sleeping
the entire time we were hooking up i couldn't stop thinking about the bengals. thoughts?
puked in the new hous. now it's officially home.
Whatever is fine with me, as long as I am dressed in green and end up shitfaced.
It's true- you can buy beer at McDonald's in France. I'm not coming back to the States.
Saw a guy in a chef outfit covered in mustard talking jiberish into his phone running across the skywalk.
Home safe. Psyche shattered. Still rolling. In love with the morrocan rug in the living room.
There's gotta be a happy medium between the guys who only want to sleep with me and the ones that respect me too much to try to sleep with me.
Using the salt from a pretzel bag for tequila shots. Come over.
I would watch the shit out of some full house right now.
all i remember is walking in on u shitting and crying listening to shawty get loose. its safe to say this break up has taken a toll on u
I know he’s a bad decision but he's casual, his penis is amazing and his technique is on point.
fuck off. It's 10am and I'm drink gin and ginger ale through a twizzler straw. My life is marvellous
hey can you send me that pic of that dude?...if this isn't Rochelle's phone...can you please find and tell Rochelle to send me that picture of that dude?
so i went over to her house and we played crash bandicoot, ate calzones, and had sex all day. im in love.
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