Of course she's mad at you. You Kanye Wested a picture of her catching snowflakes in her mouth. "imma let you finish but..." was the shaft and you put two of Kanye West's heads for the balls.
Get out of your relationship and into my pants.
He moved away. I mourned his dick all of Sunday. I feel a little better now.
Did we both pass out talking about cake last night?
Plotting your own moral demise should not be this fun
and being hungover still at 4 in the afternoon is NOT "having allergies"
Like lay upon bear skin rugs, drink brandy and reminisce of the yesteryear's before a majestic fire place? Because those are my plans.
Wake up. We're going shopping for booze and samurai swords.
My main goal for tomorrow night is to make it back into my own bed
sorry like um she made me hold her puke bag while she peed in front of me is that better
Xanax and cookies, it's good to be home
I woke up to pizza pinned to my wall. So that's that.
pizza hut and my weed lady just showed up at the same time. I feel 22 again.
Still alive. Just brushed my teeth with fireball.
Update on my sex life: my calves are sore from masturbating too much. It's a thing. Look it up.
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