At Bonnaroo. Just saw a couple emerge from a port-a-potty. Romantic?
And Anthony pissed on himself at the strip club
I wish scraping a resin bowl could be considered cleaning.
On the one hand, she would be the biggest mistake of my year. On the other hand, she's here and drunk.
Day 3. Will have to postpone job hunting by a month. May have blown out my knee. Was sunburned on Friday. Now look painted red. Still alive. All worth it.
Somewhere between catching the stove on fire and not being aware of it being on fire while I'm in the living room. I drank too much.
No. I just want to cuddle and talk about our feeling. Of course this a booty call.
I punted my pants across my apt at my roommate last night. Everything else is kinda fuzzy.
2012 needs to end already. I've exceeded my quota for People Who Have Accidentally Seen My Tits.
Well I can't go home with anyone tonight bc I stuffed my bra
Well, that was my first dog walk of shame. Nothing says "I've got my life together" like an inside out shirt and a baggie full of dog shit.
Sounds good. Look at us. Planning sex like proper adults.
Let's have sex in an apple orchard
not that im pissed, but why are there two naked chicks in my bed?
Does this cleavage amount say, “Fuck it, I’m over dating, let’s just fuck?”
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