She stands stark naked and she beckons you to bed don’t go you’ll only want to come back again
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ab texts me yesterday, what’re you up? me, fuck all aside from sweating profusely into the couch. ok lets do this.
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wish i was sitting more awkwardly here. balls hot yesterday. eventually got the idea to sit on a cloth napkin like some sort of genius.
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perfect portion. the chili is great.
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i am fantasizing about clipping abigail’s big toenails. hot.
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ronnie’s vacay. chels met up with us.
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my hair looks like my dad’s on a saturday morning in 1989 making scrambled eggs with cartoons blaring. my hair was doing all sorts of weird shit yesterday. i made my bangs like astroboy a lot. ab was feeling it. she was also really feeling eating a pickle from chels’ grilled cheese order. THIS PICKLE IS AWESOME. guy, you’re blasted hahaha.
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exactly.
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sure you may join us.
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dumpster party. there is a hilarious mismatched collection of chairs gathering out back.
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when the central girls hang everything eventually leads to that neighbourhood.
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ok fine i am retiring my peace signs.
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chelsea’s nails matching ab’s toes.
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central garden. basil. that’s norman, he is the fuck’n man.
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ab said yesterday that being a server is equally high stress a job as an air traffic controller and when the body undertakes a mass amount of stress it sits in your middle and you get fat. makes sense.
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yes! too dark to get a photo of the carpaccio i had, which was incredible. i pulled a houdini on the girls cos i didn’t want to drink anymore, i needed to consume but it could no longer be booze or food, not that i even drank that much. bleh. so i went to honest ed’s and spent 52 dollars which equals truckloads of crap.
not bad for a monday, guys.
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Abs- THAT’s the waitress I really like from the Central- (well, besides you, dear)
I really like that you pulled a houdini
its actully a good sign when you know how to fold em.
you pulled one on your site date too:)
my hair looks like my dad’s on a saturday morning in 1989 making scrambled eggs with cartoons blaring
SOGOOD! haha sooooo good and vivid
stress=middle fat is true. Look up cortisol! Also in that second pic the sun is gleaming off your skin, are you phosphorescent?
did you get one of the one dollar onesies at honest ed’s??
where did ab get those shoes? i gotta have ‘em!
i want that pin!
Please tell Abigail that her feet are super-hot!