apparently when i got back to tyler's i layed face down on the bed and yelled "don't hurt my asshole!"
Dude, I would hit that so hard that whoever could pull me out would become the king of England
All I remember is yelling at him to admit he liked Bon Jovi, then accusing him of giving love a bad name.
We may have a problem that even dr. phil cant solve
They left shortly after you claimed the dirty rug as your mattress and began alternating between singing "Dayman" and "Nightman"
kerrys trying to convince everyone in the bar shes a lesbian. cheers to not being the drunkest girl in the room. i probably wont piss myself tonight.
I feel like an ass. I'm not blacking out ever again. I want to clean your feet for a year. Just like Jesus did.
Aside from the slim chance of pregnancy, I'm gonna call last night a raging success.
I was busy. But now I'm about to consume alcohol and chicken. We shall see where this takes us. Maybe to the moon, maybe to the floor. I have no idea.
it wasn't until he got that douchey haircut that i started regretting sleeping with him
we passed out in our seats at the game for about 3innings. I guess they showed it on the big screen. nap n rally!
I probably should have eaten more before I started shotgunning beers at 9am, but it was so much damn fun.
It's just unfortunate that I still have the image of him having sex with me fresh in my mind
UHG. i just want to have hot lesbian sex and eat pizza with you.
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