RIP Summer 2010. God knows it had to be one of us..
please visit steve this weekend, he is getting mature and responsible and shit which scares me.
There's still flour in my hair. And I don't even want to know what the neighbors think happened infront of my house.
That reminds me of that one time you handcuffed me to a table leg while I was reaching for the vodka.
next time we drink: battle shots.
battle shots or battle shits? if its the first, explain. if its the second I think I figured it out.
Im walking to an ob gyn practice session right now. Literally have to get face first in a middleaged vagina in 10 min.
So somebody asked her is she's okay.She turned around,started running and screamed "Ballet is running through my veins" before doing a small pirouette.It's amazing how she managed not to fall.
I never thought I would be having sex behind a shower curtain that wasn't in a bathroom.
It started as ''I want a romantic life right now'' text. It ended with pool table sex.
Broeke and glass. I feel so and. Appilogixe in morbing.
I just watched Matt try to put on a pillowcase thinking it was a t-shirt.
I think the worst was the guy who sent me YouTube videos about how age doesn't matter, and then a link for natural breast enhancements. Kill me.
Seeing your boyfriend, side piece, and great white buffalo, all in one night? Its a sign right?
Proceed with caution.
okay yeah but you've seen me eat jambalaya naked
All I can taste is Pickle Juice and Cocaine.
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