somehow, due in part to drug cocktail and alchl prior to meeting, i blacked out, got home, made total mess of kitchen, broke shower, and made 17 hard boiled eggs
It's gotten to the point where even copying off yahoo answers is still way too much work.
Gotta love hanging with Nat. By the time guys realize she isnt going home with them, they've spent enough money and time to think I'm a good idea.
He googled the address of the bar, then sent me a text saying "6.3 miles. Too far. :( Apparently I am only worth a 5 mile radius.
The waitress bought us a round. She said if anyone could do 52 margarita mondays in a row, it was us.
you're my knight in shining pee-resistant armor
Even the bar was yelling boobs, so of course the shirt came off
People are yelling about how much they want you here.
I'm going to change, vomit up my mexican food to save the trouble later, and then come meet you. Thrilled.
my brain is opting to stay half drunk rather than relearn how to think. the rest of me is in no position to argue.
I wish I could be at this cabin banging all these old dads
he'll always be the guy that i fucked on the bathroom floor
I could fuck to npr.
Well, he didn't buy me a birthday present but he sure did give me chlamydia so there's that.
He fucked me in one of the back rooms at the club then gave me an altoid. I have mixed feelings about it still.
they just got in argument over who had more of your dick pics. quit sending shit to my sisters fucker
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