now i know why i became what i already was.
Some 6 yr old girl just got on my plane in St. Louis. She was wearing an I Love Canada shirt. She eyed the seat next to me and I stared her straight in the eyes and shook my head. Fuck her. Fuck canada.
He keeps asking where i got my clothes and accessories. i'm not sure if he wants to fuck me, or go shopping.
She is sleeping in a dress because she's too drunk to put "real clothes" on
No joke. Last we saw of him he was naked and dragging that stupid goat into the bushes.
Here's the thing. I'm really high and have lots of questions about lightning.
All I know is that we apparently made a drink we named The Single Girl which is rum, vodka, grain alcohol, and sprite and rolled around in the backyard.
Hey. Can you be so hung over that you get a rash?
I feel like i could break down a fucking wall with this boner
Soooo, coming over soon?
As I was sneaking out of his house last night his moms lover was sneaking in, he held the door for me...
So, just in case you go to the bathroom in the middle of the night.. Sam is asleep in the first stall.
Oh please not the Easy Cheese again. That was weird.
Only I could turn my one night stands into class essays. Go me.
He seems like a nice guy. I mean, I know he's married and he's essentially paying me to be his side hoe, but he really seems like a good person.
I love how fuckboys immediately become cultured when I tell them I’m an artist.
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