She kept screaming "yeah! You pick up my books!" the whole time. . .
So baked. Thought the twigs on the sidewalk were caterpillars with the ability to harden in self defense. Had to pick one up to be sure.
You then began crawling around in the grass with a magnifying class saying you were searching for the magic school bus.
She's more than welcome to come too, so long as she has gotten over that me being responsible for the death of her cat thing.
you both peed in the photobooth after the pictures were taken.
You were demanding water from a bottle but I didn't have one..so I just took the water bottle from the hamster cage. You're welcome.
Convinced lucas all the eggs in the fridge are fertilized and now he's crying.
I have fruit by the foot roll-ups. I wonder if a man could tie them together and make an editable bra....
She is larger then a hippo. You could cut her open in the middle of a blizzard and crawl in like Luke skywalker. Throw a couch and a tv in there and you're set
I can already see the regret in her eyes. Amazing night. This city rules.
Pretty sure my idea of standards went out the window when I hooked up with a guy who had a rooster tattoo with an arrow pointing down to his no no bits. Think about it.
I don't question myself. That's what I have you for.
I'm honored.
He'd never survive you. Is there a boot camp for pre-heather training?
my hair smells like a mixture of fireworks and rotten eggs with a hint of shame. it's so strong it's keeping me awake.
Your life is a soap opera of great sex, cats, and booze.
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