that was a gay-test. you passed.
with flying rainbow colors i hope!
i study at coffee shops because all these damn artsy people motivate me to work towards a real job.
I only have two new blunt burns this year as opposed to freshman year's 6. This is growing up.
That sucks. I just talked to a telemarketer for 15 minutes about CSI: Miami and weed.
Was awful. Wedding photos taken by a river with used syringes floating past. Had to ask the bride to put down a can of rum to have her photo taken.
She said I'm so hungry I could eat a dick and winked at me
I just remember her dragging me inside in a panic saying we needed mentos and popcorn I have no fucking clue how we ended up asleep in her closet.
Sorry about the whole your mom seeing my face up your ass situation
I am honestly trying to remember his name. All I can remember is that he had a weird mole, a daughter and a lot of cocaine. Please stop letting me pick up at gay night.
Only you could successfully troll for dick at a Hillel bake sale.
I'm going to a one year olds birthday party to smoke weed. What has my life become.
All she has to do is text me and my dick gets hard. It doesn't matter what it's about. Last text was about a homeless dude
I feel like my sexual preferences are just another sign that I am a 75 year old drag queen in a 29 year old woman's body.
Sorry for drunkely attacking your best friend with a bow and arrow then loudly crying myself to sleep....PMS?
Change the sheets & put your dick in the dishwasher. I'll see you in an hour.
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