Houston.. we have a drinking problem..
I am at the point in my high where i now know/understand chinese.
its not stalking. its research.
we have a love-hate relationship...we love having sex but hate waking up next to eachother
yeah, you were trying to hump the doorman.
when did we get a doorman?
we were also in the wrong building...
i feel like god sat there all night pointing and laughing at me
It's what America was founded on: former hookups referring you for a job four years later.
Have you asked your drug dealer if he wants to see harry potter with you?
Downloaded the Pocket Penguin app. There are now penguins living in my phone. Technology is wonderful.
I mean I just feel if I'm not being fat and lazy then I'm not really being myself
I asked to see his balls for medical purposes.
I just wanna suck his dick on my balcony ya know
I'll keep supplying drugs if you teach me piano.
I'm actually pretty sure the amount of alcohol I drank last night erased memories from other times in my life.
I sprayed his whole room with my perfume and left lots of my hair on the bed. So now if he does bring her home, the bitch will know this territory is marked.
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