So I just had this crazy idea, and no it has nothing to do with the fact that they made me take shots at work.
I want to take things slow emotionally, but fast physically
I just saw a hobo shake a payphone until it spat out a bunch of quarters. what a champ.
Just made ouyt with a dude on the real wporld...I said I dont want my face blired out
there's a lady drinking out of a red cup in class. HAPPY FRIDAY
come home now. i got a twizzler tangled in my hair again
me and this guy in my office just exchanged an "i saw you at a drag show last night" look as he passed by my desk.
We had sex this morning and after she goes, " So are we going to do something for Valentines Day?"
The mystery gender stripper never showed up with that party burrito last night.
Drinking ketchup directly out of the bottle does not make it tomato juice.
Flaming shots last night. Missing an eye brow. There a connection?
I sent him a picture of my boobs instead of saying good morning. I'm trying to tell him how I feel in a language he'll understand.
She's opening her family birthday cards at the bar. So we can pay our tab. Bitches wrote checks :(
Far be it from me to tell you where you store your dildos but from an interior decorating standpoint not fucking there
well tomorrow I get to eat fungus and go to an abandoned city.
most people would fear that statement, but i wish to join you
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