Your dick is once again the conversation topic.
Probably, but last night was a special kind of drunk. It was a "let's see how drunk I can get without killing myself" drunk.
Drunk. I slept-stripped.
By myself.
I'm pretty sure whiskey overrules bulimia in the eyes of Texas boys
Bering your kids um. Abiout tol. Throw up
The bruises are from paintball. The money is from me being awesome
just reminessing about the wedding and were they seriously to tight to serve a meal oorrrrrr was it just another one of my black-out-by-dinner drunks
the fact that you actualy have a 'black-out-by-dinner drunk' is a bit deserving..
When he sent me a picture, I swear my vag frowned. That tiny.
I feel my soul being ripped out of my eye sockets
It was marvelous. I was drunkenly conversing with my professor in some of the best Spanish I've ever spoken.
You throw up behind 1 mannequin and it's world war 3 in forever 21
He must be a special kind of stupid to cheat on a women who works at a funeral home. Does he not understand you can get rid of dead bodies easier than most Americans?
I dunno that I'd be trusting enough of junkyard tequila to drink it.
using my tits for other peoples nudes hit me up business in the making
It true. It written in the Bible.
Yes I remember that, right next to the passage where jesus said unto his disciples, pop molly, fuck bitches amen
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