let me know it goes. try not to get bit. and if you can, get someone to videotape it.
Oh so it was one of those "I shouldn't have gotten in a cab with a random 21 year old girl" kinda nights.
Home safe. Psyche shattered. Still rolling. In love with the morrocan rug in the living room.
The really sad thing is that I actually practiced crawling in my room yesterday in preparation for today
Memorial weekend is going to be amazeballs. Jungle juice, drunk guys, and my vagina being stimulated by the vibrations of a 4 wheeler. I mean there is no way that can go wrong.
Welcome to texting with Mike. You're now leaving the sober section and headed to our insanely high bad decision making portion of mike. Enjoy the trip.
i understand you have values and thats awesome, all i want to help you do is forget about them breifly
FUCK YOU. AH. FUCK BOTH OF US MORE BOOZE.
MAS TEQUILA.
I drank half a bottle of wine while watching the Olympics opening ceremonies. I catcalled at handsome athletes. Stop me.
All I know is that I'm not gonna send out SOS messages via twitter for your rescue this time.
Hold on... Are we having an intellectual conversation about porn?
Yup
I love us.
There's a whistle here and I just want to play my whistle song on it.
He has a bear rug in his room. I'm going to ask if we can have sex on it. Wilderness sex.
Is it sad the checkout lady had to inform my mom she can't buy alcohol before 8am?
I'm sorry for peeing on you last night. Will cookies make up for it?
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