At barnes & noble, drinking beer out of thermoses, lookin legit.
So i wrote 'don't sex me' on my stomach, so that if we got to a point where my shirt is off - he would know how i really feel, not just the alcohol talking
how did that work out?
Well, all the water washed it off, so we ended up fucking since i didn't have my reminder...
he's got a countert top full of yard sale blenders so id say maragita wednesdays is a go.
Ifound a recepit for a hotel room in my sock. soo.. Ithink thats where my dog is.
Old lady caught me peeing in the street and yelled at me and said "I REBUKE YOU"
It was like the titanic mixed with those sad puppy commercials mixed with jello shots
I think I've had 45 beers today though So things are looking up.
All I've had today is a brownie and a shot of Jack, so you know. I'm doing ok.
I hate how much more visible my vomit is on snow, I need a winter vomit bush
Only I could turn my one night stands into class essays. Go me.
he's so hot I'd consider breaking the whole, "till death do us part," agreement he's currently in
i spent most of last night convincing myself that dan akroyd wasn't actually standing in my bathroom holding a dead chicken
it's like the easy bake oven version of plastic surgery
I did put on a shirt to start the night, right?
I just had a morning three-some with marijuana and a detachable shower-head
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