That level of neurosis does not find love outside of Grey's Anatomy.
I love him more than I love myself. Which is a lot...Because I'm narcissistic.
If you can't do the LSAT hung over. You can't do the LSAT. That's the real practice.
You kept asking who was the good cop and who was the bad cop, you said you only wanted to talk to the good one
Drinking wine in my childhood bed getting ready to go to sleep in order to wake up for my menial temp job. Thanks, college degree, I can handle the real world.
Why not. Its my b-day, you're in town, I'm in town, bars are in town, and alcohol is in town. I don't see anything not good about those things.
Right, well, that begs the question of where did you get the whip, why are you using it, and why don't you carry one around more often?
If my sophomore year were to be made into a novel, it would be titled "dances with salvia"
We can do this. We've been drunk at a gay bar, we will not be taken down by a Tuesday.
THE EAGLE HAS MY PANTIES. I REPEAT. THE FUCKING MASCOT HAS MY PANTIES.
HOLY SHIT. You're my hero.
The dominoes guy came back thirty mins later to ask me out. I guess he figures if I'm eating pizza alone I must have gotten dumped
I like it here so far, only people are a lot less accepting of my terrible decisions and it's cramping my style
Why is there a whip in the kitchen?
I'm like a great zombie Jesus.
"They won't do it. I'm in the middle of darkness. " and "Probably going to die. I've been walking for 50 minutes in one direction" are the last texts I got from Steve
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