A Catholic mother and wife's life and works.
That was the 1st day I had the damn thing peirced and I can't believe I did all that stuff to Allen with it. And, he doesn't even remember damn it. He freakin yelled out and he doesn't remember? What the fuck?
That's the problem with drinking, but I can't say that I've ever been that messed up. I mean, I always remember whenever I am with someone. At least I hope I do...
He is a dumbass then. I mean we did it 4 times and then once in the morning. I'm still confused about the red paint thing. It had to have really been paint cause honestly there's no other explanation on that. That was the ONE time it was good and he doesn't remember. He just remembers the mediocre ones. Guys are weird.
That really sucks, that whole situation sucks... I personally don't think its worth your time anyways. Too complicated... It is a headache.
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