I think there's some kind of asian convention downtown. There are thousands and they're all wearing badges and snapping pictures. I feel like I just stepped into your worst nightmare.
If facebook stalking was a job I would totally pown it
I dont think problem is the right word. Problems arent something you enjoy. Life would be too boring without gambling.
the last time i saw him was an hour he was floating face down in a pool... but i'm sure he's fine.
He held me the entire night. Not endearing kind of way. Like kidnapping or held hostage kind of way.
My ex was here I looked him in the eyes when I grabbed some other guy by his belt and dragged him to a room
At one point last night I over heard you say " I'm gonna puke in a bag and pour it down your throat" I LOVE YOU.
He's practically not my boyfriend anymore. So let's go get some glitter, balloons, alcohol and forget this night ever happened.
Pretty sure that propositioning you to fly across the country for sex fest '13 isn't something my husband would approve of.
it's gotten to the point where I just look in my closet, think, "which article of clothing behaves most like a towel?" and then just go with that
Mid-fucking he screams "YOU CAN'T VOTE FOR TRUMP"
Let's celebrate our country being screwed by screwing.
Do not ever chug tabasco sauce.
I'm sorry, but if I hear stories of you getting fingered in the ass, and selling weed, you are not coming to my party.
This whole brainwashing thing is easy!
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