O.A.R does not stand for Old Recycled Abortions.
I often get tempted to walk up to her drunk ass and say, "shouldn't you be taking care of your kid?"
he suggested we appoligize to eachother. then do blow and painkillers & have ourselves a make-up party.
Definitely almost got hit in the face with a baby
I can hear her moaning. I'm on some random guy's counter. He wanted me to cuddle but I said I didn't know how.
Having never done that before, When should one expect the horrible shame to end? Days, months, ever?
A week or so, depending on size. In your case, maybe give it a month.
Yeah but then he looked at me bleeding on the floor, said oh i guess you need to go to the hospital now, and left
i was like his sober eyes girls would come up to us, show us theirs and if approved by me blew him, if rejected they went to my truck with a bottle of patron
If you're not peeing in public bi-monthly, you're not really living.
From the same High Brittany who brought you such thoughts as, "Fuck, am I wearing shoes?" Comes High Brittany on a date! Stay tuned. This will be interesting.
I'm dying. The alcohol is viciously exiting my tiny body.
The only thing I remember last night was feeding my dog 4 McDoubles.
If you fall asleep, my vagina and I will never forgive you.
You walked up to a random girl on the street and asked her for a bite of her pizza...
i'll explain later but cookie monster is playing the xylophone
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