You said you wanted to go to louisiana and get arrested by Steven segal
thanks for singing to me while i puked last night
All I remember is saying that "fire will make it all better"
Bad news. I lost my teeth. Good news. I can still take a guy home sans teeth.
You insisted that you sleep on the bear rug instead of the couch. You said it was lonely and you kept on petting its head.
Managed to discreetly puke out of a moving streetcar window, in front of no less than a dozen people. Nobody saw/said anything. I feel like a legit local now.
I woke up covered in sausage cart mustard and champagne
Idk yet. Trying to convince him to get a phoenix bird tattoo first
I just bared my soul to you and you fell asleep. Or you're fucking your boyfriend. Either way, not cool. fuck.
Me. blonde. Sex. Dance floor.
Maybe he'll be famous someday and I can forget that anything embarrassing may have happened and just say that I fucked that famous guy.
woke up in a random sweater in a random bed in a random house on a street I don't recognize..
also, I vaguely remember swapping shirts with some random guy on the dance floor.
If you're going to be single forever, you should try the quesalupas at Taco Bell.
All I ever wanted was my bed, Tylenol, and total darkness. Instead I had a pervert with porno posters who blares german rock calling me tootsie pop. How was your saturday night?
Word. I want it involving like... sing-a-longs and sniffing glue.
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