I think I'm in Tiajuana
You are not in Tijuana. I saw you an hour ago
I could be
Yeah i wasn't gonna go out but then i was like im not gonna get my dick wet stayin at home studying
i just keep taking vicodin and supergluing random shit
She just sat there, all alone, with a bottle of booze. And the dog. He even looked like he didn't wanna be there with her.
He just referred to himself as a sharp shooter. I had sex with that.
She shouted out halfway through "that costume does nothing to hide your cock". Last time we let her drink at the theatre.
I already have one guy that I have regrettable sex with. I don't need another.
Also txt me when you take your first dump of the year... I'd like to synchronize if that's at all possible.
We spent a good 10 minutes in the morning looking for my clothes. I ended up taking the bus home in my 6inch heels and his baggy t-shirt. The bus was filled with kids... one of them whistled at me.
I feel like he better crank it up to level RG IV tomorrow. It's the fucking playoffs.
No gay bar. My eyemake up looks like sex and Im using these dick daggers of mine tonight.
Are you still feeling it? I'm in the bathtub. The water doesn't work but it's okay because I'm wearing pants.
at one point, i told him to buy you a pumpkin spice latte and uggs because you're a common white girl and that's how he should get you in bed
I'm going to have to include Angry Orchard in my thesis acknowledgements
we had to take 10 shots sometime before midnight, then 11 shots between midnight and 1. so yes its gonna be a rough day.
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