Dub. In the bra. Dub in the bra.
I know you are passed out now but when you wake up in the morning your keys are in the freezer and your probly gunna want to apologize to your gf...
My jaw hurts. Such a slutty injury..
IT'S FRIDAY. So quit being a pussy, get out of bed, and come help me drink these 40s. That's not a request.
Nicole, you can't keep coming over at 3am wanting to build igloos.
JUST MADE A FLAMING SLED. MIGHT HAVE 3RD DEGREE BURNS.
Most of the bar is playing trivia I'm playing destroy a relationship in twenty questions
it took us a while to figure out sex on a tire swing, buuuuuuuut MISSION ACCOMPLISHED
crossed #23 off the Slucket List!
YOU JUST MADE YOUR SLUCKET LIST THIS MORNING.
I suppose what I've learned from this experience is that sometimes you just have to make out with a narcissistic baby daddy to make a clean getaway.
I don't want sex or anything I just really need someone to appreciate how shiny my hair is
Update: day 5 and Scott has not left the apartment. Still smoking. Pizza roll supply dwindling.
I've also stopped shaving, like, everything. I can't tell if I'm empowered or sad
Not my fault people bought me shots. waving a shot in my face is like waving a cock in yours
you drug him to get him horny then deny him sex. freaks.
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