i just made a list of the people i have slept with. is it bad that some of them are just either names of the places i met them or the color of the shirts?
i also rounded the number up for good measure. i am sure there are a few i have forgotten about.
So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
Found a phone last night. Hope "daddy" gets picture messages
I was so high that i was talking shit about a girl I was with via text, and I handed the phone to her so she could type the shit I was trying to say.
i wish the dell website had a "did you drink an entire bottle of rum and stepped on your laptop which shattered the screen this weekend and would like to know how to fix it without your parents finding out FAST?" link on their homepage.. i can't be the only one
why didn't you tell me his penis tasted like oreos?
I'm drunk in a field. the chupacobra is going to eat me. if I die serve vodka at my funeral.
I convinced a German girl that I was born while my mom was water skiing and I preceded to barefoot ski behind her via the umbilical cord...
I call him Seabiscuit because he's my trusty steed
I feel like we need to find him and explain that if the two of them would just fuck he'd understand.
Hes done the math! Hes calculated how much sex it's going to take to fuck 365 miles. Now thats a little brother im proud of. New resolutions are a go!
But, if I start dating you brother, I can't talk to you about the sex anymore!! Like... Can we talk about it anonymously?! I just won't use his name.
No I did a yoga dvd and hit my ex up via email for some pot in exchange for his mail.
I feel like ditching all logic and responsibility and get shit-faced before the week's over. Thoughts?
is it bad that I'm more worried about having to take out my piercings than the fact that I might be having a kid
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