I thought she had more class and brains than to date a complete numb-nut, drug addict, fuck up like him. People never cease to amaze me
running late. just ran over a dude on a bike
you walked into the kitchen holding the skyy bottle and asked us "how do i warm this?"
He corrected me on my grammar when I came. Fuck English majors.
how do I tell the students with a crush on me, that yes, I am open to receiving blowjobs in exchange for grades?
I haven't had nearly enough lesbian experiences to fully commit to this relationship.
It's like a puppy that we have to take care of at all times or else she'll get sad, lonely, and chew on the furniture. And by 'chew on the furniture', I mean have anonymous sex.
And i'll likely end up sleeping in a bush wrapped up in my poncho
Not only did I get beyond cray cray this weekend. My body has nursed itself to plentiful and impeccable health. Fuck you world, I am back.
Is it possible to break your brain with drugs?
Also I'm eating leftovers with a pair of bullet removal forceps (unused) because I don't have a fork.
I'n not even sure we went out, but I know we broke into a cemetery.
If it snows I'm making an igloo and getting wasted in it
i have pictures frm only 4 hours ago that will fucking ruin you so i suggest yuo come get me.
Where are you?
dunno. ask mike. bring pain killers. and underwear. and my dignity.
Is there a sexuality term for 'only wants hatefucks'?
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