how's this sound. You, me a box of pink franzia and a night full of possibilities in your basemen. I'll be me. You be you. And we'll see where it goes
if by 'bottleservice' you mean 'bringing beers in my purse' then yes, we are.
How was the bike ride?
Nope. High in the basement. Fruit cups.
you act like breakfast cereal isnt an entirely appropriate chaser
There was a community pot of Ramen, and if you were in the pool you were either fully clothes or ass naked.
I just stood next to my childhood self. Fuck, I'm really stoned...
You'd be surprised at the stuff my vagina tells my brain to say
Dude he did say "let's go cougar hunting" and you KNEW your mom was going out last night...so it's kind of your own fault for not coming
The psychic I saw today told me NOT to text the guy I haven't heard from yet since our first date this weekend b/c it wouldn't go anywhere...Miller light said otherwise. Miller light > Cleo
It will be interesting
Isn't that your life's motto?
It's entirely possible that I'm fucking yet another gay guy
I don't know if the puke on my pants is mine or not
my extended weekend of being as irresponsible as possible started with blowing the bartender in the bar bathroom. off to a good start.
I have wine with a bendy straw bitches I can do fucking anything
You’re going to be a doctor, and I’m going to be a trophy wife. We both have goals
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