The last thing I remember is you asking me how to grow french fries.
Can't wait to go see my drug dealers baby being born. He rolled all of the "it's a boy" cigars into blunts.
he's werid. hell kiss me after i go down on him but he wont kiss me after i eat anything with mustard.
i swear to god even though i took those meds before coming here i did not hallucinate zulema silently throwing up into a breakfast burrito
I have no idea how I got home or why I am naked but I assume I owe you a thank you...
And I would just like to take the time to say my boobs look great today.
not totally sure where im at but i think i've definitely woken up on this couch before. bong on the coffee table looks familiar. should be able to find my way home
Both our collective sex appeal dies once someone cums on a snuggie kayla
Drinking and pointing where stuff needs to go is hard stuff.
T minus 20 hours until we forget our names, find some city cowboys, and g&t into the night.
You know I'm having a rough day when I'm curled up in the corner eating Spaghettios.
Mcnellies. I'm drunk enough that you have a window. Capitalize.
Good news, my sex bruises are fading. Bad news, my boobs look like I have a skin disease because of it.
dude, shes trippin so bad. idk what shes on, she just told me she doesnt remember her name then proceeded to get in the shower clothed to try to "rinse off the high"
Idk what's worse.... Yesterday not waking up in my bed or today waking up in the hello kitty gown.
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