TIT CHECK! TIT CHECK! ALERT! ALERT!!!!
Yeah. We was talkin. Its ok. My bed is too filled with pam for sex. Its like a slip and slide of butter product.
I puked for half an hour, but I went and danced afterwards, and that made me feel better.
You are so irish.
found POGS while I was cleaning my room this morning. Definitely bringing them back to school to turn into a drinking game.
At 4am he sent "uree asss ize anmazin"
I couldn't function. I was to the point where I was using a bottle cap as a monocle.
do you actually have a paper bowl full of broken glass and ecstasy or was that just a dream?
I think I'm finally maturing. I'm happy he found someone. Good for him. I sincerely hope she doesn't choke on his tiny penis.
I need to find out this kids work schedule. I need mustache rides on my lunchbreaks.
It's a little hazey but I think I tried to request Nelly last night. There was no dj. Not sure who I was talking to
My boobs are hoarders, they steal food and hide it. Greedy bitches.
If walking through the neighborhood with a bottle of tequila and margarita mix is postgrad life, I'm okay with it
By talk things out did he mean have passionate angry sex?
home. only unpacked the necessities...contact case and beer.
anything below 65° is too cold to be naked on a roof
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