I don't make mistakes...just understandable bad choices.
I think I'm cybering, it's been a while and its more in depth than it was in 8Th grade.
I'm sitting in the drive through at Mcdonalds right now watching the workers pressure wash the vomit I left from last night.
and then he said he has been waiting since high school to touch my boobs
At what point should shame kick in? Realising I had a one night stand with a man engaged or realising I am that man's wedding photographer?
I'm thinking I had intended to send you pics cuz I woke up naked
OHMYGOD did I try to use pinesol as a mixer?
and that my friend is why you dont go in for an eye exam and drop 250 dollars on a pair of glasses after smoking a blunt
well it can jab him in the chin so I am 100% sure he can suck his own dick
I appreciate alcohol much more now that I have to be sober sometimes
So what happened? Or does sex + ramen pretty much cover it?
He is more interested in finding his sweater than he is in having sex with me. It better be a great fucking sweater.
I can insert a female catheter, but I cannot grill a cheese.
I don't want them thinking I'm like, "Mm, yeah, kitchenware in my ass please."
My arm is completely dead, never again will i give you a 20 minute hand job. You better have enjoyed that asshole. I have to text with my left hand now.
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