no, there's no challenge. I live a humble lifestyle out of virtue.
You wear Armani Exchange.
Grilled cheese is the best thing. ever. better than boys, and alcohol, and sex, and chocolate, and money. But not really the last two.
dude smells like cheese burgers and loose women...... i want his life
I GOT EATEN OUT IN A MERCEDES ON A TUESDAY NIGHT. I EARNED THIS SHIT.
its like my vagina has this homing beacon out to all the guys saying "come find me, i havent been shaved in weeks"
I feel violated. a guy just did an ultrasound on my balls. He made eye contact..
He's Hawaiian. Thank god it wasnt a real American
Puked in my laptop case in the middle of my nutrition class.
Just when I think I'm the one with the problem, I get home for the holidays and the family shows me what alcoholism is really about
Update: still drunk enough to get lost in Zellers and to think my reflection was my mother. Awesome day.
Plus you know he's just 2 semesters and 4 glasses of wine away from "experimenting" with some French major
we traced the origins of this shit fest of a relationship back to a single instance of road head. then we did a reinacment
I seriously think I may just have to live here. In this bed. Naked.
I drank all the wines... and all th Doritos. Whilst watching Fat Camp. I need to reassess my values.
I guess I was running around slapping people in the face with a slice of turkey telling them that the only way to beat alcohol addiction is to go cold turkey.
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