Honestly there's alot of things I'm confused about the only thing I know for certain about last night is that I ate pizza
Sitting here wishing there were men in my life.
me too. too bad ive decided to fill that hole with cookie dough, closing the door to future men one fat cell at a time.
We asked "Is that Andy puking in the bushes, its 7 AM" he looks up and goes "It's okay guys, its 7:30"
He wanted to put Kesha on after he came in my mouth. I had to draw some sort of trashy, gay line.
It is scary how often "just flash him" is your advice.
Either I got the clap, or I masturbated with soap while I was sleeping.
I am trapped in a bar with french tattooed drug dealers who also blow glass art. Just in case this is bad, know what happened.
God, for the last time, no I did not break my nose doing a keg-stand just for a nose job.
What do you mean how did you end up there? You told him he had a face you'd like to ride, that's a deal sealer in any language.
I kinda wanna eat your hands right now.
Put down the everclear and go to bed.
This is just what we do. We meet guys, go back to their place, smoke all their weed & go home to compete in out own version of Cupcake Wars.
In your drunken glory you promised me, tongue, 12 naked pics, and 1,800 breakfasts.
I was just at home taking Vicodin for a week straight. Talk about a vacation.
At least your nickname is not Plunge Slut and that nickname is not in a published thesis work
i just remember singing the theme song from 2 and 1/2 men to my hair
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