I found your twin in sf. His name is ryan. And you are the evil one.
he's making romantic advances towards me. and he has a pet snake. 2nd part not relevant, but interesting.
If you're trying to subtly tell me that I look like Connie Chung, just stop it. I already know.
I just feel as thought we should spend the day in which we celebrate relationships the same as how we started them. Drunken hook ups.
he has the hands of the vagina gods.
At the bar. Madeline and I totally brought our own pitcher from home because they always run out. Hello alcoholism.
I just woke up and my mouth tastes like I licked the bathroom floor in the last ghetto bar we were in. I'm going to get my mouth checked for chlamydia. Do I see a dentist for that?
Okay throwing up in my mouth a little = time to go home
Good for him. He wanted to accomplish walking across niagara, I'm hoping to accomplish not throwing up tomoro nite, we all have our own priorities in life.
Well going home with a Ralph Lauren model helped me get over him real fuckin' quick. Would recommend it for all women going through breakups
Oh it's not a problem. Cleaning up the yard and disposing of 75 gallons of Jello is all I've got to look forward to today.
This is the fourth day in a row I woke up with cheetos spread around me in a ritual pattern..this weed is unreal
Pussy, Peanut Butter Cookies,and Bubble Wrap
it's like my ID runs away from me when it knows it's time for me to drink
I flashed my boobs, shit my pants, and kissed the wrong twin. I'm on a roll you don't want in on.
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