Sorry I totally forgot to text you back. When you texted me I was at work at the pharmacy and it was stupid busy. And then of course I had my 8 hour "shoot me b/c half of Loyola comes in to buy plan B" shift.
last night this guy was hitting on me by showing me the famous people he had in his contacts on his cell... when he asked me if i knew lindsay lohan, i said "whose that? sounds asian"
After that we used the in-room hotel coffee pot to warm up some queso. it was brilliant
You need to find a way to go down on me and lick my toes at the same time
I'll google it
The main two things I remember from last night is you "spanking Katey into reality" and watching her barf in terror.
I was fine until "Under Pressure" came on the radio. It's like God wanted me to shit my pants on the drive home.
Don't ask me how, but I have a squirrel in my backpack and I don't know what to do with it.
I am 100% planning on being drunk on Wednesday. This is America. Work or no work.
Well I can't message him and be like "hey I was behind you in CVS a month ago and I remembered your last name and DOB and looked you up on fb and added you so wanna hang out"
There's cereal in my underwear. Was I in your apartment at any time last night? That's the only logical explanation for this.
Don't ever feel guilty about what you put in your mouth best advice my gma ever gave me lmao
That's like doing a cinnamon challenge in my vag - but more painful.
Only you would consider your best friend fucking your boyfriend to be a sign of everlasting friendship
I'm still mad from all the stupid shit he's done this week that even though I couldn't give two shits about Vday, I'm gonna throw an epic tantrum if he doesn't morph in to Nickolas Sparks for a day
"They won't do it. I'm in the middle of darkness. " and "Probably going to die. I've been walking for 50 minutes in one direction" are the last texts I got from Steve
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