By connection do you mean me drunkenly grinding my ass on his lap for an extended period of time? If so, then yes, we had a "connection"
I can't wait for round whatever # we're on tonight.
what the fuck is a social media consultant, who does she consult for, and how bad is she at it? her facebook account is currently hacked and posting ads for the ipad 2 on my newsfeed
What has two arms, one testicle and no credit card debt? This guy.
P.S. I just watched The Muppets. I feel like I just got a sadness enema.
I just found that video of you jumping onto my exercise ball feet-first and face-planting into my shoe rack.
Doing a circuit workout and using a power hour playlist for my 1 minute timers. I am getting old. creative, but old.
I was going to ask the people in the kitchen to keep the volume down, but they're cooking pasta at 3 AM and one complimented me on my polka-dot nightgown. They're high. No volume control.
He just walked in the house and decided to wake everyone up by yelling "I SHIT MYSELF!" We all thought he was joking....we were all wrong.
Last night was so embarrassing. I got like almost blackout drunk and threw up in my hand and then blamed it on someone else.
okay we need to get tested.
no YOU need to get tested. I'm just going along for the ride.
Walked into a bathroom stall to pop an addy for my three back-to-back finals today. Felt like Clark Kent walking into a phonebooth.
Also my face is like def lowkey made of silly putty
He is a sex God. It lasted more than an hour, and I don't remember how many times I came. I lost count at 57.
just realized we fucked to the ultimate disney playlist last night. hakuna matata.
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