In regards to your tweet: as its been said on all of those posters on ffffound: keep calm and carry on
Sometimes your consistent use of proper punctuation makes me nervous D:
Oh. My. God. Best non-relationship, he-might-be-cheating-on-his-boyfriend-but-I-can't-tell-because-of-the-language-barrier sex EVER!
She wants her shit back. Clearly she missed the cheaters-get-their-shit-ritually-burned clause.
i cant finish this easy-mac because i need it for a chaser.
We're playing Edward Bottle-of-eight-dollar-sale-wine-hands now
we should become lesbians. not together. just in general.
You were walking around in your swim suit, an open robe, snow boots and a death grip on that handel of captain morgan.
My goal for tonight is to swipe my debit card through those weird rolls on the back of a big bald guy's head.
She's crying about either her ex boyfriend, her one night stand, or her own puke. None of those is worth the tears.
Like I'm literally drinking whiskey and making a stocking for my cat right now. What. Goes. On.
I'll call it a tollerance break and either will be celebrating my new job with a bowl or will be smoking my sadness away from not getting the job. Either way.
If you can't accept me drawing a Santa hat on your penis then we can't be friends
The highlight of the night was definitely when you starting telling ppl you could shapeshift and "proved" that by stripping.
I KEEP THINKING INAPPROPRIATE SEXUAL THOUGHTS ABOUT YOU AND I AM SORRY.
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