i hate sounding clingy, but i just wanted to verify i wasn't an asshole in your mind
Remember how we wr so drunk last nite we cldnt find whr i shot my load? ...found some of it.
My family is watching Intervention and taking notes. I need to leave NOW!
I am the drunkest girl in the tree.
Our cab driver just admitted to beating up kids in the 60's who didn't smoke pot...
Pretty sure I left lotion and my bra in your car. I've secured your fathers belief that your straight. You can thank me later
I was trying not to text you this weekend, so I deleted your number when I was sober. Then auto restore at midnight. It was like drunk magic
was it good sex?
i mean it was good for how drunk we were. and for how big the closet was
my resolution for 2011 is to fuck him whenever he wants it. this year I'm going above and beyond the call of booty.
Between the booze, mechanical bulls, and penis's I think my body hates it when I'm single
I'm at work, and just realized I the beer smell I keep getting random whiffs of is my bra. I fail at life.
We're not on Beacon Street anymore so now your argument about not peeing on the sidewalk holds no water. Whereas my bladder has holded every water.
We found him flat on his back, sobbing, 'fuck you stars' at the sky. No more everclear for Derek.
I figure I since I made out with him that I at least had to save his number in my phone.
Your slutty phase was the highlight of my year.
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