Well you will be happy to know that aaron carter hit on me
and we just had intercourse last night so i'm exhausted, fucked up on adderol, emotionally broken and just pissed
um. i met him on myspace...we text now, he lives down the street
Yeah. My legs are trembling...hard to walk. Feels like a neon arrow is pointing at me saying "just had sex (with not his wife)"
And my fence, why is part of it on the roof?
He managed to completely creep out every girl I was with last night. It was almost inspiring how efficient it was.
I feel like after all he sees, the dog needs to get baptized.
Are you drunk? Because I am and if you're not, this may be very awkward in the morning
Thats for me to know and you to find out.
Blah blah blah. Just come home and put a baby in me.
This gem of a conversation has been brought to you be weed
What's the mantra for Sunday?
I will not have sex with him.
And then my night got REAL pukey
The fact that you screamed, "Alf is my spirit animal!" is proof enough that we're too old for peyote.
I can't hangout tonight, I have a phone sex appointment at 10
You made noises. And kept meowing. I have a twenty minute phone call to prove it.
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