at some point to night u and I have a 'meeting' too...(1-737): I hope so
508, what difference does it make? You were alone, anyway.
i had a dream the other night i was titty fucking you while you were asleep, then you woke up and didn't care.
like if they didnt have tits and vagina, they have no idea how uninteresting to us they would be
Yo, if someone calls you asking for John Stamos, just go with it.
So you had sex with my brother?
It sounds like you dont need me to answer that.
not good my parents heard a big thud and found me passed out in the bathrrom abt an hr ago. hit my head arm and side. dont remember. real talk.
This is the second time in a week I've woken up with your bra in my bed and I've had to sit and think about how it happened.
That would warm my breasts.
In this context breast is a metaphor for soul.
100% truth: never tied someone to a bed using 4 pairs of sweatpants before
I can't believe I left out the part about him peeing on the side of Route 2 at 3 a.m. while wearing a dress.
He kept singing Happy Birthday to himself, yelling at the bouncers for not letting him in, and telling them his "father will hear of this." He was like a drunken Scottish Draco Malfoy.
The toilet wouldn't flush at the club so I literally just shat in the garbage.
Realizing life ain't all about burritos and strippers, it's a struggle out there, and it ain't looking pretty so far,..
im looking at the positives. number one it stopped me from hooking up with vince infront of his girl, number two it gave me something to do instead of throwing up and number three i fuckin rocked his world
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