susan atkins died, charles manson's lady
dont cry, there are other serial killers to crush on.
I woke up at 1pm, looked in the mirror and fist pumped...I might still be drunk
we decided to do a scavenge hunt for ourself for when we walked back to our apartments. We hid taco bell behind some bushes. I think they are still good.
Somewhere in the night I send my Dad a text stating "YOU failed as a parent"
I totally just somersaulted to the bathroom to avoid moving out of my fetal position
I don't know if I should be concerned or impressed.
I'll be on pinterest all night planning crafty things to do with my cats in 10 years.
Nothing bonds a father and daughter like washing her puke off the front steps
I never actually go in the club. I get in line, hit on a chick, and convince her to come drink all she wants for free at my house.
Holy shit, we're married as fuck.
CALL ME OLD FASHIONED BUT PEE IS FOR TOILETS
Remember the time you cried about coconuts
Such a shame we didn't work out. We would've been a power couple producing NFL linemen :/
We will discuss everything tomorrow i presume. Including the sweaty naked tango.
The sex was so good we high-fived after.
This Cougar is looking at me like I’m a piece of meat and buying me top shelf cocktails
I’m getting a fear boner thinking about what she might do to me
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