In regards to your tweet: as its been said on all of those posters on ffffound: keep calm and carry on
windsor, ontario is like a poor man's amsterdam
no, it is just poor
I just realized I had sex more when i looked like a fat elton john. Fuck my life.
standing in line at subway, they've got 'stand up and get crunk' blaring. the lines out the door and everyone is dancing. Lombardi Gras rules.
This is absurd. I need a man. Or even a moderately-clean hobo will do at this point.
found a rock and smashed the sliding glass door. home safe. screen door is locked so we're good.
You burned the hair off your arms. Again.
It grows back stronger each time.
I just used a VHS tape as a plate for sanwich
You don't understand. There's baclava and there's post sex baclava. You can't compare the two.
Fuck off I wasn't that drunk. I was still able to toss froot loops in the air and catch them in my mouth.
And in your bra. It was quite entertaining.
jusy threw up in the airport bathroom. I am no longer thankful for fireball.
I got a hand job after work. Remember those? From the 90s...
I've been sober for almost two weeks and it's been the worst two weeks ever. Even my mom told me I need to start drinking again.
They gave me 4 meds at the health center and said not to take alcohol with any of them. Guess ill wait until tomorrow to feel better.
You’ll (maybe) appreciate that I picked at my ingrown hair again. Quarantine updates are getting BLEAK.
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