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âFor the love of God, did you even look at what you were doing? You could have been hit. Look both ways before you cross the street, thatâs basic.â

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[text] We thought you were crowd-surfing until we realized it was the bouncers throwing you out
[text] That was a bouncer? Funny, he gave me his number.
[text] Lesson learned. Donât roleplay with a real knife.
[text]Â Danny Boy, I thought we talked about this.[text] Stop telling me about your crimes if youâre not going to marry me.[text] Spousal immunity or nothing.[text]Â Itâs legal now, you know.[text] Not the killing people with your âreal knifeâ, gay marriage.[text] So donât be a coward and just ask, I know you want me.[text] Everyone wants me.
[text] I am too drunk for this, Humphrey.
[text] Hyyypothetically, what would you do if you happened to see my boobs on the internet?
[text]: You say that like I havenât already seen the real thing. [text]: St Tropez. No, wait, Hamptons. A fuckton of MoĂŤt. Someoneâs infinity pool.[text]: Niiiiiiiiiiice.  [text]: Sorry, just high-fiving myself.Â
[text] Do me a favor I want you to reach down the front of your pants and underwear and just feel around for a while⌠if you happen to find your balls then join us
[text]: Could have just checked yourself, Riddles. Iâm available 9-5 most business days.[text]: Still there. Still huge.

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[text]: Itâs like the only way I know how to apologize is by giving a blow job.
[text]: Come now, I can think of at least six other ways you know how to apologize.[text]: Any sins you need to atone for?
[text] I found a door knob in my purse this morning, I hope whoever it belonged to doesnât need it today.
[text]: New phone, who are you?
[text] Just got a event reminder on my phone to never party with you again.
[text]: Canât handle the heat, stay out of the kitchen. [text]: Siri, create new event: Ridley DâAubigne is a pussy who canât handle her liquor.
texts from last night! meme
[text] Does me being hung over take away from how professional I can be today? [text] The bar would not accept my money. I have reached God status here [text] He was very considerate of my needs, he offered me pizza before and after. [text] I asked him for something to clean up with after sex and he handed me a sham wow. A SHAM WOW [text] So I was putting on a condom and looked to my right to not make eye contact, she said did you just look at the American flag while putting that on. I said this oneâs for Team USA. [text] He gave me the âfind somebody who wants to date you for who you areâ speech while I walked around the house asking people for pants. [text] I will show up on your front porch in a wet t shirt and some mac and cheese [text] I just got high off one hit and then Spent 20 minutes inspecting the gasket of our refrigerator and researching ways to replace it [text] Seriously. Iâm like, âWait, we are actually talking about physics in the middle of sex and its ACTUALLY erotic because youâre so fucking intelligent Iâm turned on?â [text] Hyyypothetically, what would you do if you happened to see my boobs on the internet? [text] He fucked me so hard my nail polish actually chipped. Iâm keeping him. [text] Iâm making poor life decisions again. Tune in tomorrow to see how much I hate life. [text] Itâs a lube slip n slide down the hallway now. Details later. [text] Just woke up with an entire pack of Oreos in my cheetah onesie. Iâve been waiting for this moment forever. [text] Lesson learned. Donât roleplay with a real knife. [text] We got drunk and crashed a fifty year old womanâs birthday party for the food. Whoops. [text] He asked me if I wanted to blow his whistle and proceeded to pull out an actual whistle. [text] I woke up this morning with 3 phone numbers, a red Chinese New Year envelope with cash in it, and a winning scratcher all stuffed in my bra. Iâd say it was a pretty successful Thursday night. [text] Iâm wearing sunglasses around my house. Douchebag status. The hangover is real. [text] Heâs like⌠An octopus that touches my vagina in all these diff ways at the right times. Itâs almost unsettling [text] I was orgasming and dying of laughter at the same time. I think Iâve found the One. [text] Do me a favor I want you to reach down the front of your pants and underwear and just feel around for a while⌠if you happen to find your balls then join us [text] i just walked into a room at this party and someone yelled âdibs!â⌠[text] and then she said I drew a line on her forehead with my cum and whispered âSimbaâ [text] so I was just driving high and I stopped to let a pinecone cross the road because I thought it was a hedgehog. [text] Sex on bubble wrap = best decision ever. [text] Your lack of great college experience of margaritas and foam parties scares me [text] We get an extra hour of sleep. That means we can take an extra shot tonight. Sounds logical. Thank you daylight savings. [text] when someone at the bar asked you a question all you knew how to say was âchug-a-lugâ [text] Thereâs a girl in class eating a pumpkin pie. Like a whole pie straight from the pan with a fork. [text] Apparently I taped knives to my hands and made everyone call me wolverine [text] My house smells like bleach. Also, I do not feel bad about all the stuff I stole from the hospital while I was there. [text] He told me he loved me. I didnât know what to say so i just squirted the baby oil at him [text] Get here, there are important joints to be smoked and pies to be eaten [text] Can I even tell you how badly I want a day that is just on and off napping and sex with intermittent snack breaks? Because I want that day very badly. [text] He came so hard that he yelled what sounded like a spell from Harry Potter. [text] we were both freshly single and using each other as rebounds. most intense sex Iâve ever had. i felt like a grizzly bear emerging from hibernation in a whirlwind of sexual fury [text] I need a drink and a shade of lipstick that will put the fear of God in a manâs heart. [text] When was the last time you wore pants? [text] Iâve replaced you with thin mints and masturbation [text] Tuesday Boozeday turned into What-the-fuck-were-you-thinking Wednesday real fast. [text] Have you ever had chicken nuggets while high? Because it tastes like hearing the Beatles for the first time [text] Being able to fart in my own house is like 90% of why I pay rent [text] We played Rock Paper Scissors to see who would have to go down on the other person. [text] I just accidentally showed an old lady a pic of my penis while showing her cat pics. So howâs your day going? [text] I found a door knob in my purse this morning, I hope whoever it belonged to doesnât need it today. [text] We go out, we get drunk, we watch Star Wars, we pass out. Whatâs wrong with this tradition? [text] all iâve had to eat today is leftover bday cake and a shot of tequila. [text] Pretty sure the guy I hooked up with Saturday gave me a buy one get one free coupon for chipotle. Who said nice guys donât exist? [text] Apparently nothing brings out sympathy in a barista like asking if they have a hangover special [text] And when I feel bad about myself I go to the library and suck my pen over an open book, counting the seconds until a guy sits across from me and tries to get my attention [text] This is a mass text to all my friends. Whoever gets this first, please find me and confiscate my phone immediately. I am far too high to have it. Even if you have to punch me in my face to get it. Otherwise, let the âHigh While Analyzing Disney Moviesâ texts begin. [text] Seriously insulted!! You can not share my dick pick with your gay brother. He wonât quit poking me on fb [text] I am trying to think of a way to make alcohol cupcakes [text] One of us needs to be functional tomorrow and it wonât be me. Iâm drinking liquor out of a fishbowl. [text] You pulled the fire alarm because you had to shit and there was someone in the bathroom. you said you needed privacy [text] im guessing your the one that tried to make bacon in the toaster [text] just smoked a blunt while listening to nsync. i now know what my childhood was missing. [text] I just made out with a girl with a life jacket on wtf is going on [text] Letâs play a little game called âChill the Fuck Outâ - youâre our first contestant [text] Didnât get laid. But got a free pie from a waitress. A whole pie. [text] I am swimming in semen. He must have been holding it in for a special occasion. [text] you should buy a sheep. A) you get an awesome pet. B) free coat [text] tonight is going to be epic. can you pre-book an ambulance? [text] We thought you were crowd-surfing until we realized it was the bouncers throwing you out [text] maybe tonight we can turn coloring into a drinking game [text] i think its awesome that according to your mom iâm your friend that caught on fire. [text] So fucked up. Canât tell if Iâm starving or about to puke. Playing it safe and eating froot loops. Tasty in, colorful out. [text] I just saw a hobo ride by on a unicycle. Good day. [text] Vodka is such a love hate relationship. [text] you traded sex for a burrito? [text] I made a game called come to class high and eat nachos. [text] You decided to make a porno with gummy bears and things went downhill from there. [text] itâs not a party till someone uses the fire extinguisher. [text] Youâre always adorable, but when youâre drunk, youâre like Chia Pet adorable. [text] this kid just offered me adderall in exchange for my meal points. college at its finest [text] I was cleaning up my drunken mess and I found my ID in a cereal box [text] I am now the proud owner of a 10-12 year oldâs Optimus Prime costume from Walmart. Tomorrow is going to be a good day. [text] Itâs like eating cereal and milk but instead of cereal itâs gummy bears and instead of milk itâs vodka. [text] You leave a trail of fuck everywhere you go [text] Scott woke me up by cracking a beer open in my face. Best friends are awesome. [text] we woke up to him feeding us cheetos at 3am. and by feeding i mean shoving them in our mouths and saying âi mean who doesnât like cheetosâ [text] quit making up holidays to get me to go drinking with you [text] I left a cheeto on everyoneâs car trailing to the house iâm at, hanzel and gretel style. [text] Just got a event reminder on my phone to never party with you again. [text] nobody understood you. You kept speaking french and hiding shit in your boobs [text] When I came home you were using a glowstick to eat peanut butter from the jar. [text] kinda considering buying a life alert for sophomore year [text] My phone auto-corrects smirnoff to poisoned. I think it is trying to tell me something. [text] Anywhere you can eat green eggs and ham, you can have sex. [text] you were running down the aisles of wal mart singing âfollow the yellowbrick roadâ. iâm pretty sure you thought the night shift workers were the munchkins & started crying when they wouldnt help u find the wizard. needless to say u were pretty stoned/wasted [text] Itâs like the only way I know how to apologize is by giving a blow job. [text] did you by any chance leave me that 7 minute long voicemail of you running and constantly tripping into bushes? [text] The world would be so much better with thought bubbles. [text] I love taking my adderall while im in class! As soon as I take the pill out everyone around me just stares in envy! [text] You handed some guy a spoon you found, he yelled SPOON GAME, and then the two of you spent the next 20 minutes throwing spoons all over the kitchen. [text] I just told a dude I hooked up with last night he was the pick of the litter. [text] So I woke up today with someoneâs door knob in my pocket. I hope everybody else got out of the house ok. [text] So we successfully lit our bathtub on fire. Thought you should know. [text] Because when I say âYou shouldnât drink anymoreâ, she hears, âI personally challenge you to chug 3 more mixed drinksâ [text] okay, this game isnât funny anymore. tell us where all the forks are. [text] The lack of pants and amount of productivity in my life right now is amazing. [text] when i start to cry when i lose at mario kart is when you should put me to bed [text] so apparently the car got towed with me passed out in the back seat. [text] You closed the sidewalk off to pedestrians last night. With a glitter covered safety cone [text] never. drinking. again. [text] Iâm gonna get drunk and through up on the first happy couple I see. [text] got some bad news about ur virginity. she didnt make it thru the night [text] I need a good reason NOT to eat this entire jar of nutella right now [text] iâm out of smokes so i just had an after sex popsicle. this might become an addiction. [text] Yeah I think we tried to use the shower curtain as a parachute because its tied to my backpack with some string. Dont know if anyone actually attempted it though.
âChuck fucks things up, itâs who he is. But somehow, heâs a lot more likable than you are. Perhaps itâs because he doesnât lie about who he is or the fact that he would never stab me in the back. And the only reason you didnât succeed with your plans, or even really start them was because you were caught.â
âWould you stake your life on him? Trust absolutely no one. Not me, not Chuck. Iâm being serious, Val, your stubbornness will kill you if you keep going like this. And contrary to whatever you may think, I donât want you dead.â

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âNobody brainwashed me, Jack. You fucked up everything, lied and deceived and tried to screw over your own family. Youâre a dick, and I came up with that conclusion all on my own. I may have class, but it doesnât mean Iâm not a bitch.â
âAnd Charles has done far worse things than I have, to you, against your name and our family name, and you stand here and tell me Iâm the one who tried to screw us over. I didnât even need to try. Your father and his son did that all on their own. Iâm perfectly fine being a dick because at least it means Iâm human, not some fucking robot.â
âYou are aware we live in the most superficial place in New York, right? Looks are everything here. Fine, make this difficult. I have nothing but free time on my hands, I have plenty of time to plot your downfall.â
âI know where we live, itâs not like Iâm hideous. You want to play dirty, Ridley, go ahead, but when youâre out in the real world, instead of Manhattan fantasy land, you see how much people care about your face when you say stupid shit.â
know no bounds || jack & cate
âJackâŚâ She had meant to sound annoyed, dragging out the vowel just too long, but lazily stretched her neck to allow him easier access for exploration anyway. Blinking her eyes slowly closed after a humming sort of exhale, Catherine ran her tongue over her lip where Jackâs thumb had been only moments ago, focusing on what she was getting out of his wandering delay rather than the cruel pleasure he was surely getting. Almost like an after thought, she guided her free hand over his shoulder, behind his head, trailing her fingers through his hair. Her current position prevented her from doing more of what she wanted, her own body in her way, which annoyed her. Somehow he always had the upper hand.
But he was taking too long and she wouldnât leave without getting what she wanted. She never did and she couldnât, her rules being her rules. An affair was an affair. If she just came over to chat, then what were they doing? They certainly werenât friends, no matter how much he knew, how much she told him. Catherineâs presence would be expected at home eventually and she would still have to go through her whole after-Jack ritual before being able to get back into character, to plant a kiss on her boyfriendâs cheek to welcome him home from a long day at work. If they were living some provincial life in the suburbs, maybe sheâd present him with some sort of casserole, probably a family recipe, while she donned a mysteriously clean apron. Instead, she was Manhattan-born and bred, couldnât cook to save her life, and occupied her time and hands with other things. With Jack.Â
Finally unlacing her fingers from his, she slid her hand under his chin and tilted his face up towards hers. In her small hand, she did not have strength on her side but held him firmly in place all the same. The beginnings of a smile appeared as if sheâd thought of something funny to say but changed her mind, some variation of some stupid coy thing like itâs a good thing I didnt ask or that wasnât a suggestion.Â
With just empty air and the light of the slowly setting sun between their lips now, Catherine allowed herself one final pause to study Jack, this version of him, the one who made eggs at sundown yet kept his house in better order than she kept anything, the same one whoâd worn down her resistance slowly and smoothly so long ago and held her safely, smugly in his lap now. This whole afternoon had been a series of actions to bring him close enough to touch, to kiss, to press into a wall or a mattress or anywhere really, and she was just a breath away now. âPlease.â It was more a concession than a plea before she finally and definitively closed the gap between them softly at first, then with a degree of urgency better suited to their situation.
She was killing him. Fuck, she wanted him dead, at this rate, brushing against him like that. Nowânow it was near-impossible to control himself enough to keep his advantage, his mind had gone hazy and he knew there was only one thing left he needed to do. One repetitive thought, over and over: they had to get out of here, away from these windows, from this chair, go to somewhere they could tangle together without knotting. Jack didn't know when it had started to get so late, surely they hadn't been here for two hours now, but with the stretches of silence and refusals to concede that was exactly how long they had been in his kitchen. His thoughts turned to expletives as she kissed him, running her fingers through his close-cropped hair.
He found himself kissing Cate back just as fiercely, pushing her blouse away from her shoulders, trying to get it off so they would be even, trying not to groan or sigh orâGod forbidâwhimper, anything that would give him away. It had been awhile since they had done this, not what was inevitably coming next, but this, long, dragged out kisses with hands that wouldn't, couldn't just stay calm at their respective sides. The last time they had met in Gramercy, a few weeks ago, they had made out for all of two seconds in the entry room before she was taking off his suit jacket and tie and collared crisp white shirt and her dress and not bothering to question why he was so dressed up in the first place. And the time before that, he hadn't let her kiss him, turning the tables from the time before then, when she didn't let him kiss her.
As time had passed, and he grew up, Jack had found that there was something about kissing he liked. The menâboysâhe knew would always say they preferred ass to lips, unless those lips were kissing their ass, but he would take kissing Cate over fucking her if he had to choose. The way they were going now, he never would have to choose just one from her, but there was something deeply intimate about breathing from another person's lungs, even if just for a few breathsâhe had given this way too much consideration. He was starting to get light headed, probably more from having barely eaten and his sleeping habits than from thinking, but still, it made him pause.
âCate, wait,â he breathed, pulling back. It was beyond impulsive, stupid, insaneâbut he wanted the answer, a serious one, without her dry sarcasm. The unintentional rhyme only made him sound silly, and he thanked whatever higher power there was that he didn't flush red easily. âCate, I need to knowââ he kissed her again, quickly, trying to drown himself out. His voice was low, maybe she wouldn't hear him, wouldn't ask what he needed to know. Jack swallowed, moving his hands from her waist up her back, to where her rib cage was, tracing the lines of her body. He looked at her. So damn beautiful. So fucking sexy. He hoped she knew that's what she was, both of those things at the same time, even if he only called her one.
âEvery single word that escapes your mouth immediately becomes irrelevant to me. Youâre a liar, Jack. SeeâŚI know you.â
âSurely I canât lie about every single little thing, Val. Thatâs just bad logic. No one can live like that. But nonetheless itâs always nice to see the extent of Chuckâs brainwashing power.â
âWhat do you want now?â
âSame thing I always want, Ty.â

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âPlease, like I would ever be jealous of them. I just have something they donâtâŚclass. And FYI, my personal trainer says I have a great body.â
âOoh, girl fight. I donât know where you were raisedâoh, wait, I doâbut I was always taught the class is not criticizing people you donât know. But I do know you, so Iâll do you a favor and say your trainer is lying to you, you should probably fire them.â
âHave you seen me? No one in their right mind would kick me out. Oh, I will. In the meantime, do me a favor and leave Carter alone.â
âI can think of plenty of people who would. Looks arenât everything, and all that. Hereâs a different idea: No.â