this is amy. the small petlike person from the womens bathroom at the reef.
we couldnt find her phone in the morning so i called it and found it under the bed. my name came up as 'regret'
Laughlin, where retired strippers come to die.
something must definitely be wrong with me if i'm chasing after a guy who cant even get it up
Two hours into move in day and the ambulance is here already.
I think whatever his name is just puked on the stairs. Just an fyi for the morning. Love you.
I'm doing somethin that's never been done before...the 10 am booty call come over
And after that you guys started calling arbor mist "breakfast juice"
Whenever I think to myself, "I don't work for a bunch of hours"... It's shot time?
Wanna show up on a guy's doorstep and punch him in the balls for me? At least this one isn't a cop.
I'll have you know my trust issues and my daddy issues are two COMPLETELY different topics of conversation.
Hell no. Last time I used a Slip N Slide I ended up with bruised ribs, a broken fence and the hatred of a half naked girl with a sprained wrist.
Please tell your friend to stop shitting in my closet.
I'm pretty sure I have PMS because I almost just cried about not being able to find a place that gives acrobat classes here.
I've realized that drinking at your apartment alone on a Tuesday probably isn't a good thing.
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