Yep Great. Apparently I didn't just say things once that night. Drink. Yell. Repeat.
U also mentioned u werent wearing any underwear hahahaha
Peanut Butter and turkey sandwich...this may come back to haunt me
I woke up on the side of the highway to the ppl in orange jumpsuits cleaning to comunity service. Not sure which freaked them out more... Finding a dead b ody or me not being dead
So drunk can't even tell it's my own house. WOaoOw.
I had to ask him for the scissors while I was in the shower. My hood piercing was stuck in my loofah.
I've been smelling a baby wipe for three minutes. I didn't think I was that drunk but I guess I am
speaking of creep .. love how I kept touching strangers faces at the bar ... and saying "Don't worry I'm a dermatologist"
You're on Grindr at the STD clinic. I love you.
I asked him how his night was and he sent me a picture of a bottle of Ciroc with a bendy straw...
He was so fat that he broke two of my ribs
Maybe it's time to stop screaming I'm a chubby chaser every time you enter a drinking establishment
I'm fine with our borderline lesbian behavior.
Literally the fucking master of salvaging the possibility of a blow job whilst also crushing somebody's dreams.
At least your vagina gets to vagina again. Dust that thing off.
whenever dudes said you had nice tits you'd scream at them "This double push-up bra is full of deceit and lies!"
Grumpy Cat is dead and fuck EVERYTHING.
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