Yeah...you.wanna.hang.out.tomorrow?My.space.button.is.broken.
i luv seein jocks study. its like watching monkeys masturbate.
For using a life jacket as a pillow, I slept pretty good last night...
And next time please put a text between discussing my orgasms and discussing your son - that was weird.
I might've decided it was a good idea to try to steal all of the pool balls at the pub... I apologize in advance that we now need to become regulars somewhere (anywhere) else.
It's either my own vomit or popcorn butter in my ear right now. Banking on the second one.
We made popcorn last night. So it's both
I legitimately had a champagne shower last night at a rave. I was also carrying around two bananas in my pockets like guns. Drunk doesn't even. Begin to explain My night.
look in the field by the highway and see if there is a high heel there. Or some Taco Bell bags.
eating on the run again ?
The little girl I'm babysitting is having a tea party, the water and chips she's passing out are doing wonders for my hangover.
We share an apartment, weed and genitals. It's called being practical not in love.
For the first time in my life, I still have money by the next payday. Who is this responsible person and what have they done with the real me?
Maybe it’s too soon to casually tell the boss that I went to Tulsa for some dick last night
I haven’t taken my socks off in over 36 hours. I should add that to my bumble profile.
We will discuss everything tomorrow i presume. Including the sweaty naked tango.
I put him in the supply closet, used the copy paper to build a fort around him and his wheelchair, then he fucked me in the fort.
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