What did I say to him last night?
Something along the lines of "your not here, I'm going to fuck sam. call me later babe, this won't take long, love you"
all in all not a bad night
were you the shorter or taller girl out of you two
The online application for Mcdonald's said I could do incredible things there. Today I threw out shit filled underwear in the women's restroom and escorted a very drunk/high 42 year old man outside after he ordered a 5 dollar foot long and a bloody mary.
and then he proceeded to take what he called, a whip cream shower.
It's pretty bad that I know he's opening his door from the way it squeaks because I have snuck out of his room so many times this semester...
Just considered the plausability of using my detachable showerhead as a beer bong. Has my life really devolved to this?
Sorry for walking in on you guys last night. FYI I have a bruise on my forehead from having the door slammed in my face. I deserved it.
I just spent the last 30 mins playing uplifting songs to my uterus, & there's no way I'm pregnant.
You know where a good place to spend summer is? In your head. High as shit. It doesn't matter where you are.
I'm not leaving my family to go to a strip club on good friday.
So again no comment on the cleavage. I'm a bit disappointed. If those girls come together to make cleavage AND I send you a pic of it, you have to comment on it. That's like relationship 101.
You don't know how much I love you. You could play Careless Whisper while we have sex and I'd still love you
I could teach a class on "expressing your thanks through photos taken of yourself in the shower"
I have a cat for love and a booty call for sex. What else could I need?
As in, legitimately worried. You just sent me a 6 message long text that did not contain any complete words.
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