So im pretty sure the object of my emotional onterest is tired of playing with me....
I dint menn to makr ut w brtendr
Wat???
U lft me at bar, no cassh for cab, may have slept with bartender
nailed a girl as she was wearing a darth vader shirt. Cross that one off my list.
I'M GETTING MARRIED!
YOU'RE STILL MARRIED!
So apparently when I was 2, I went around drinking everybody's beer at some wedding, then passed out in a corner....
This explains a lot.
Yeah, clearly. And then we can float around my room on Christmas themed inner tubes. And drink, I guess.
Nobody is here, I still yelled for someone to make me some toast. That my dear is commitment to doing nothing.
Wanna get really high and go on a Valentine's Day Sexathon cause we're both single or would that be weird?
Our nipples touched last night. It was tender.
I'm just the girl with the breathalyzer keychain, and I embrace that.
So I paid Bumble $10 to see who liked my profile for a month. Cheap, easy dick. It's all about the economics, yo.
I told him I wanted to get on him and ride him to Montana. It didnt end like i thought it would.
Also I like oatmeal more than sex.
He showed up with a hearse full of beer and is currently shooting pumpkins with a flare gun. Who gives a shit if he's a furry. We need to party with him more often.
It’s so white trash that I almost have to have it.
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