Definitely locked eyes with the stripper who gave me a lapdance last night as she walked by me and into the Ann Taylor Loft in Times Square.
no more hot dogs for you........
fine no more vajj for you
Me + Nice restaurant + Copious amounts of booze + obscene comments to couples = valentine's day plans
Stalkers don't have time for showers...it's a full time job
we were sitting in the bathtub when she came in with her grandpas cane adn beat us until lindsay passed out
i got shots of sambuca dumped on my head last night. my bag still smells like licorice. making me nauseous.
it is a nice little reminder of the bruins dominance. if Vancouver had won, it would somehow smell of maple syrup.
the fact that we had sex in the dining hall makes it seem so much more like home.
Tequila me may have very bluntly told him that I wanted to touch his abs.
I mean you were pretty drunk at one point you asked if we could have a glass of water ready for you in case you choked while bobbing for apples, but you said grape juice was preferable. You can't choke on an apple btw
Be here at 9 and look fabulous. We have drag queens to impress.
What does puking wasabi feel like?
Like snorting cocaine backwards.
I feel so much better about my break up knowing that he's having his 26th birthday at Rollar kingdom\n
But now I'm just thinking when he said he "worked for the airline" he actually meant drug smuggling.
Masterbating to Tolstoy. You?
Want to help me interview candidates to replace my Cub/Boy Toy when he leaves for grad school next month?
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