so i woke up with ketchup and a sticky boob on my face...this is a new low
Tell your boobs to stop staring at me.
We discussed how the marijuana was making the dopamine float around our nucleus accumbens last night when we were high. Yet another example of how our science classes are perverting our good times.
Sooo sorry about that. And crying. And comparing my life to a duck
My roommate just called. He's in Miami and has no idea how he got there. He also has a ticket to Buenos Aires that he can't explain. I figured you'd have the explanation.
Just watched a drug bust from the Ralphs parking lot while listening to Frank Sinatra. Happy Valentine's Day.
oh and then you called a time out with your penis
On an unrelated note: I'm also a big advocate of the "never waste a boner" theory.
you can't tell me it's over and send me pics of you and your cat?
I take it we used my cleavage as a pen holder last night during the graffiti party. Looks like the colours of Crayola exploded all over my chest
God I hope the gutter I die in is nice. You know, for a gutter.
Things are coming back to me in chunks. I vaguely remember signing a shirt that said 'I enjoy vagina'
I AM SO PROUD OF YOU
He was late, on account of he accidentally went to the Al-Anon meeting across the hall, and it took him 30 minutes to realize he was in the wrong room.
He's ruined me. Do you know how frustrating it is to know I'll never find another guy as tall and handsome and rich with as big of lips & booty, and cock as him who also rims and takes me on tropical vacations and buys me all the cocaine.
All I've done today is nap, eat candy and get off from my vibrator. I didn't know it was possible to be THIS single.
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