it wasn't lemon gatorade
According to last night if you on the sidewalk at 12 a|m\nYour a WHORE !
Some asshole just brought BK into my summer class, im already high as hell, i did not need another way to not pay attention
Well technically because of daylight savings, I only lasted 15 mintues.
No way. Our relationship is based solely on texting and sex. A phone call would be too much at this point.
I was so intoxicated last night I was giving out my real name and number ugh.
The alcohol just runs so smoothly thru my veins.
There are panties and mini bottles of Fireball in my purse. Except for the broken toe incident, I'd say last night was probably a success.
I know, I know. But we've discussed my friends and appropriate social behaviour, and I'm pretty sure topless karaoke was a no-no.
Honestly you'd think more guys would be happy to date a cute female dealer, but apparently something about safety or whatever
Oh it's tea and biscuits for everyone. An possibly pink eye
worse hangover than the time you almost threw up in a plant in front of your daycare kids?
...I don't remember telling you about that but yes
Get over here and bring your drill!!! The strippers next door need help installing a stripper pole by their pool
I'm so gassy and it's your fault.
I would let him fuck me right here in this laundromat. Praise Satan.
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