yeah, but that could mean anything in Denmark.
You had a beer at 10:30 this morning?
Ya, I didn't have any Tylenol.
There's some strange man with hair that keeps talking to us. I'm scared.
This is how horror movies start. Going to bar with strange hair guy. He's paying. Bad idea?
Ditched hair man. Got free cab ride to market. Want food. I win.
I fukin lobve the states. Girls here let me fuck them because they like my accent. I may not go back
is this the sara with the beer cane?
I pulled out moves I did not even know I possessed, our fucking de-throned gods
I got propositioned while wearing the bottom half of a horse costume. It's like god is apologizing to me in the strangest of ways.
That moment when you see yourself in a security camera feed and realize you forgot a bra. And pants.
I emailed the police apartment to apologize to the officer from last night. I practically threw a hissy fit because he wouldn't hug me.
It was "against protocol"
My little sister just helped me edit my nudes so that's how my night is going
She was wearing a grass skirt and a watermelon bra. WATERMELONS.
Then, even the devil himself would be scared of us. And we'd be bestfriends with Jesus. He would love us.
I'm a shining star this evening. Dancing with a cane in rite aid now. I should be kept under survaillance.
There are twenty eight units in that building. There has to be at least one heterosexual in it. You can't have fucked your way through all of it.
Went to the party dressed like a Cougar and brought a twenty something dressed as Micheal Phelps home. So far I’m loving being divorced. :-)
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