Wooohooo! I'm sitting in the car like a creep watching people walk in and out of Blush. Lots of happy people.
she's googling pictures of Freddy Mercury and whispering 'I'm ready'
he asked me if i would dance for him to make it easier for him to jack off. does that answer your question.
I just want one of her status not to be about Jesus.
My dad just told the waiter to keep the pitchers coming until someone passes out.
It's legal now for me to leave my boyfriend and marry you.
I just want a sensitive guy who will get drunk with me then take me out to steal things. Is that too much to ask?
somehow I feel like "adventures with cocaine and molly" wouldn't be an appropriate "How I Spent My Spring Break" essay topic.
I need something for rope burns and an inner ear infection. Separate incidents, FYI..
WE HAD GREAT SEX AND I HATE MYSELF FOR IT
The impromptu 'dance party' was just three white dudes flailing arrhythmically in the kitchen in absolute silence. Stone cold sober.
Today's hangover is brought to us by Sailor Jerry's and your dedication to my alcoholism.
He was wearing a diaper to the party. I've never felt like such a creep in my life.
If by fun you mean, did I meet her cousin for the.first time and bang him, then yes it was a productive evening.
He bought me pizza and bourbon and played scrabble with me. So naturally I slept with him.
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