nothing tight i'm going to stuff myself with food and alchy
I dont know whether to be proud of myself for not driving, or being proud that i was so messed up I couldnt drive
Get out...Run...Or there's going to be a dick in your mailbox
Sundresses, hats, and big glasses. That is the greatest trick the devil ever taught women.
I wish i could go to google and type in drug dealers and it would bring up a number, a product and direction
Apparently I added "small children" to my likes on facebook. glad to know that's where my subconscious is at.
Don't judge me. He's really sexy for a 17 year old. We made nasty in the womens bathroom at the beach. Don't worry. I wore sandals in there.
None of that is ok.
there's a picture of him beating off in the library with a cowboy hat. please steer clear of this one if you ever want to be respected.
There was a note in my hello kitty underwear telling me "don't go over 9000"
I swear that when we jog in the morning I can hear it slap between his thighs
My neck kind of hurts. I think from sleeping on the concrete.
My roommate is watching gummy bears "race" from a mega-marshmallow to his lava lamp.
We're like adult pinky and the brain when they decided that taking over the world is unrealistic so they aim lower by trying to get drunk every day.
I mean go ahead and let your freak flag fly but if you could not fly it in my bed that would be great
But then our conversations are like black box recordings. Just the stuff you hear when the plane is going down
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