okay I'm thinking he doens't have a facebook...I'm on page 28 of Hunters
ok you need to stop NOW
Im starting to think including a smiley face in texts may or may not be a code for 'lets have sex'
Im going to research this theory. . .
She told me she cured her bulemia by popping hydrocodone after she ate. that way she would be rewarded for not puking. I like the way she thinks
We lost Kevin again. Probably kidnapped by fattie 2 or butter-face 2 from last night. We need names and any information you can give us. Last scene with his shoe laces converted into a belt.
You insisted on calling your mixture of Bacardi & powdered milk "a Jamacian Facial."
When the shrooms kicked in we both simultaneously realized we were not the right puzzle piece for the dubstep puzzle.
We made eye contact and were like we are not welcome here, the ravers are onto us and we need to get the fuck out before we get shuffled upon
Uhm; your sign says 'Welcome to KFC' and for some reason I can't seem to open the door.
I just can't promise there won't be a reason to hit you in the face with a dildo again in the future.
maybe if I avoid him long enough we could skip the talking part of "we need to talk"
When we were texting for those few weeks, I some how established a crush on you. And its weird and wild and stupid and silly. But these things just have to be said sometimes to determine what's real and what is infatuation. And to suffer the consequences of five am drunk philosophy. No regrets.
Clearly I'm trying to change the world one fuck at a time
you DO IT for the people
Who knew a blowjob could cause this kind of crazy
He wasn't prepared for it
She yelled out "MCDREAMY" mid orgasm
quickly learned not to sleep with your roommate and work colleague in the same week
Still can’t get over the fact that we ate beef jerky off a strip club floor
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