I will be home in 10 min. Dont be beating off on the couch
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Conclusion from last night: Sometimes being classy isn't as fun as making out with a guy on a pooltable in a bar. Happy birthday, Canada.
I submitted an essay to my history teacher comparing changes in the middle ages to the song changes by David Bowie. I can't wait to see my grade on that.
hes a soccer player too.. you'd think he has better penis eye coordination
My mom is such a hoarder. I found a deer candelabrum last night, it had antlers has candle holders. It was like a redneck menorah.
Nope it's him. He's whispering to himself and buying asparagus.
he's like a stage 5 clinger and he won't even fuck me. he has to be gay. my personality isn't really THAT great.
He left his umbrella behind in my bed to 'keep me company', then stole my front door key before he went to work
I just got my hands on some dry ice. How do you feel about coming home to a mystical wizard toilet?
Also, I'm sat on the floor drinking cava because life is just not working for me tonight.
So hungover. Walked into room and poached their catering before realized in wrong place. Scowled and ate it anyway
It was only in the sobering silence of the wilderness on the mountain, after I was too tired to talk anymore and I also didn't want to tell Julian that we were lost, that I realized how super tripped out I had been the entire time...
You're too young to have this sort of Grizzled Old Drunk In Roadside Bar wisdom.
When confronted with a choice of going home or fucking the band ALWAYS FUCK THE BAND!!
Fun fact. I just wrapped myself in wrapping paper for a sext. Is this a new high or a new low stay tuned.
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