Excuse me do you have gonnorhea?
I'm about to enter vancouver's biggest liquor store. I feel like I should sent you a "wish you were here" postcard.
We followed the campus tour around in a golf cart drinking PBR and blasting "Sexual Healing."
I'm glad they extended train service last night. People crying, screaming, throwing up, fighting and peeing themselves on a train made me feel like I've got my shit together.
We've been walking through the woods for two hours, he just keeps taking pictures. At least we'll remember this tomorrow.
Not my type, but the penis looks fun.
It was only in the sobering silence of the wilderness on the mountain, after I was too tired to talk anymore and I also didn't want to tell Julian that we were lost, that I realized how super tripped out I had been the entire time...
You could sing the national anthem right before we have sex. Make it feel like a sporting event
i keep replaying things i did last night. and remembering new things. and its a constant cycle of torture
We should buy t shirt guns and blow eggs out of them at his house. Bachelorette party
unless you want this visit to have a different tone... more romantic, less molly in a hotel room
Update: I just threw up in between cars in the parking lot of magic kingdom.
I do have a history of lying to Customs. I once convinced them I was an astronaut.
Just because I know you’ll get a kick out of this, I sneezed earlier and cupcake frosting came out
I may have been bent over an elementary school lunch table a few weeks ago. Don't judge.
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