found out what b.m.t stands for.
what did you think?
bread, meat, tomatoes, but then i realized that could be practically any sub.
i don't know how boys match. i think shoes & belt are the only thing. it doesn't matter. i just know if they look stupid.
it's like i warped into dreamland and the only thing that makes sense is my solo cup
So J keeps drinking his last bit of drink, then spitting it out and drinks it again. Savor the flavor?
i need to break up with him. i realized this while i was making a mental grocery list while we were having sex. this is not the first time i've done that.
sometimes when i'm drunk i choose the spanish option on the ATM to challenge myself.
You kicked in the door when she was blowing him. You dont remember do you?
You bit the bartender when he refused to poor rum in your purse and hand you a straw.
We got a 5L jug of wine for 3 Euro. Italy was a good choice.
It's now 8:05 on a Wednesday night and I'm already going home with my bra in my purse.
Embrace your curves. Cuz we're too poor for a coke habit.
I just set a reminder on my phone to get star spangled hammered this weekend.
Made a pinky promise to a lesbian on crack in WeHo. No one knows what I promised
But for real though. That weed tastes like the jolly laughter of Santa Claus.
One of these days I would like to go out drinking and stick to plan of just getting drunk and not be sidetracked with other people's plans of doing drugs along the way. I didn't even want to not feel my teeth tonight but here we go just another Thursday night when you live I live
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