The guy asked if i had a problem w/set schedules
How is it? Sketchville?
cheap drinks and peanuts cancel out any form of sketchiness
woke up and her hair clip was clamped around my shaft
im six kinds of drunk right now
I have one thing to say: spongebath.
I wish that wasn't all you had to say. And by that, I mean I wish you hadn't said that at all.
Nothing better then your mother meeting someone you randomly had sex with and him introducing himself as the guy who rocked her world once.
we found you eating frozen orange juice with a spoon and then drinking vodka from the bottle.
how was last night?
i woke up with my hand stuck in a jam jar with my keys in the bottom and a dog licking peanut butter off my boobs. you tell me.
New major. Tourism Management. I dont know what it is but it sounds like something all the stupid slutty failed business management majors do.
I sat on his lap and we shared a beer. I feel like that's an invitation to his dick.
good, we got high then went swimming. shelly forgot to keep swimming so we tied her to the ladder in the shallow part with her bikini top.
I think I actually have rug burn on my eye.
May or may not have been going down the road shooting fireworks.
Also, I cannot stop picturing myself in a bar, 3 years from now ordering soda. Just soda. 30 pounds over weight and wearing a cat sweater. I feel like I'm heading in the wrong direction in life.
party at the soccer house. crumbs in my sexy panties. can't. put. pieces. together.
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