I feel like I'm in dance class right now
I made out with a fat chick last night in a hot tub... btw I am breaking up with you
Let's start a violent farting gang. We can do walkbys.
Last night started off great but became the saddest day of my life when i was drunk in a hotel room eating day old mac and cheese out of a yatzee cup with a coffee lid as a spoon...
next person that tells me Facebook is a professional tool is getting kicked in the teeth.
I just called my cat a slut and she responded. Proudest moment ever.
we're like Indians of the 21st century. trading not for food and survival but personal gain and by trouble you mean getting daytime drunk and going to the roller ring then yes.
you'll be horrified to know he's visiting next weekend
You two are a rollercoaster of sex and silence.
Thanks for letting me rent out your vagina rec room. I don't expect the security deposit back.
Just remember, if we get caught, you're deaf and I don't speak English.
They sleep with other people as long as there is no oral. Logic and reason were thrown out the window a long time ago with them.
I can't go to class, I have all this weed to sell
Your normalization of crazy is frightening.
I'm listening to Michael Jackson while drinking vodka, alone. Honestly, l wish I could Moonwalk my way back to when I knew wtf was going on in my life.
Tell me again why we had to Facebook stalk your therapist?
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