The good thing about walking home in a dress on sunday morning is that people mistake my walk of shame as a walk to God.
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this should be fun to decipher. I'd like to buy a vowel.
Odds of those being real?
One in who gives a fuck
Can one do a walk of shame from one's own hotel? Considering I just barfed in a planter down town in from of a bunch of business men in suits on my way to a work breakfast on a Wednesday morning, I am gonna just go with yes.
It was her first time with a girl so I put on my tegan and Sara playlist to really get the full experience.
Come on. It's already happy hour in Europe...Man up. "I'm at work" and "it's a tuesday" are not valid excuses.
I just got a mental picture of us having sex in a trash can.
I feel like an elephant shit on me and left me to be miserable
My mom opened up my bank statement today....my first alcohol intervention class is at 7:30am tomorrow.
I'll have party bus drop you off in the morning.
I told this guy in the dining hall that he's a hippie god and he's never made eating yogurt so sexy
I know, but the fabulousness of my baggies should not be what defines my business as a drug dealer.
You could be a whistle.. And just ask bitches if they want to blow you all night
I don't need to marry the guy. I just need some filthy, shameful wish fulfillment sex and then live out the rest of my life on the bean farm.
danced like there was no tomorrow. surprise. there's a tomorrow
This is the most aggressive rendition of that Proclaimers song I ever heard.
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