so that wasnt chicken after all
He finally told me that he's married. I guess it doesn't really matter.
imagine if the morning after your status automatically updated with the name of the person you hooked up with
Chipotle chips and wine for breakfast. Its def game day
is it sad that I can recall my outfits by who took them off?
All I remember is taking a bath, puking in the bath water numerous times while trying to wash myself and I must of eventually given up
I remember pointing out how smooth my legs were to try to direct his attention away from my vagina.
He could smell the liquor on my breath. Fuck. I thought he would smell French toast.
I feel like a pizza delivery girl of vagina tho
I'm watching Russian dudes pole-dance. For research.
If she "comes out" to me I guess I'll high five her. That's pretty much my response to everything these days.
I know the wedding is going to be a good time, I don't have to wear a bra with my dress
This place is a maelstrom of dicks.
I mean as in stuck up bastards, not actual, desirable male genitalia. My point is, come pick me up fast, please!
Tanner. All u drink. 10 bckaa. Locked in Porto potty outside. Constructed area. Main strrrreeeett. Fuck. Help. Pleese
If I wanna spend the whole night tied up and getting railed I'm allowed to do so
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