Is it necrophilia if we're both dead?
Well maybe next time you won't tell me to do whatever I want.
Eating in charleston sc at a seafood place called "hymans". Like normal I had no problem finding it.
We're not too concerned with getting her out of jail. We're on a mission for donuts.
organizing the empties. That sober.
Even his old football coach jokes about how big it is. I don't want to be alone in a room with him and that monster.
he ruins everything I try to do including his roommates
We did however see an 87 year old guy die and get resuscitated last night at the bar. He then finished his beer and his game of pool.
I just realized that there are baby oil soaked hand prints on the wall over my bed. Last night was a good night.
I was masturbating in my bed this morning when my ipod alarm went off and it started playing "show me the meaning of being lonely"
I wish they made people sized litter boxes.
Alcohol won't break your heart. I mean, unless it's all gone maybe
Ugh... The hoe gods giveth and the hoe gods taketh away.
Quit being awkward towards me every time the group is together. They're going to figure out we're fucking.
Oh shit. My bra is undone and I'm pretty sure I peed on my sandal
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