I miss you. Just wanted to say that before the drugs kicked in so it's legit.
I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
Plus she can make a mean sandwich! That's all I really need. Well that and foot jobs...
Who was that guy I met at your brother's house who had to get stitches in his ass?
We all told you to throw up but you just stuck your head in the toilet and screamed..
Drunk on Tuesday. Double fisting. Mmmbop is playing. Only girl in the group. Life is complete.
I thought stuff was gonna go really bad after he filled the super-soaker with kerosene. but it all turned out pretty well.
We are getting high tomorrow and being statues at the cafeteria. Come find us.
The alcohol just runs so smoothly thru my veins.
I do remember telling her that I was about to pass out soon and then hiding my pants under my bed so she couldn't take my wallet even drunk I'm thinking ahead
Everyone is now just referring to it as "the night Hannah couldn't get laid" so needless to say you didn't miss much
Two dicks, one me.
Yoga's definitely paying off.
There must be a happy medium universe where you get it on with my girlfriend enough to cause me pain but not a full on cardiac arrest. It's a fine line to tread though.
i snuck out to taco bell in my hospital gown earlier
The twitch Bob Ross stream is the happiest little hangover cure ever.
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