I see my mary-anne walkin' awa-y-y! Bow Nahw now new, ne ne ne ne ne, ne ne nehw, ne ne new new Nah dan ah bwawn-now, ba bwan'll buh dada bwiddly doo.
That was supposed to be me air guitaring the solo from More than A Feeling
it felt great physically, but AWFUL morally.
He is drunkenly eating my teddy grahms and making little growling noises as he bites the head off of each one.
I'm going to skip that pointless convo with Mark, stick with the "we're talking" status, and bone barely legal, borderline gay, preppy guys on the DL.
I really super glued a paper bow tie to my body last night. I need to do less drugs.
DDing is such a bittersweet job, just got the entire history of this girls hookup career
Also, at 1:30 I emailed myself saying, "are you there Margaret? It's me, god"
I have never heard someone not give a fuck so poetically in my life. I feel like you should be leading men into battle with a speech like that
Jesus christ it's been two texts and we are already talking about dildos
We have such limited time together he literally sends me text messages that are like "I sent my roommates on an impossible quest, we have 15 minutes." it's that bad.
You need to be full form and virile tomorrow so I can live vicariously through your rub and tug.
What the hell do I have to give up to manifest a dick
This tequila is so bad I might cry. I won't Throw up but I might cry
Idk what I'm more afraid of...checking my bank account or my STD results.
And then you poured the rest of the vodka into salsa and added the alcohol soaked pineapples and grapes and said "don't touch my salsa breakfast".
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