I found the seven page love letter I had written you. I'm sorry i was so obsessed.
I woke up and she had washed, dried, folded my clothes, cooked me breakfast, and had started cleaning my room
haha, you sure you didnt fuck your mom?
Now would be a great time to stop wondering " Who let the dogs out" and go to sleep
I've ID'd the nipple biter.
Sex tent. say it aloud its amazing. promise you we rnt stoned.
the night ended with taco bell and tears
Your christmas gifts are already wrapped, how on top of my shit am I?
I'm hungover as fuck and had to break into my own house by throwing a cinder block through my back door at 4am. You're more on top of your shit than me.
THAT IS NOT SOMETHING YOU TELL SOMEBODY THE FIRST TIME YOU MEET THEM IN THE DARK.
being a senior sucks, I just started embracing my inner slutty college girl, and it's almost time to put her away...for like, ever. and i really like her.
He said he would pay my bar tab if he couldn't answer my question. He lost to the age old question of our youth. Why did pogs go out of style.
Breakfast of champions
Is that a dick crepe?
It is indeed
I plan to get very, very drunk when I get off work.
But doesn't your shift end at like noon?
I don't think you understand.
I almost took a picture but it looked like he might have a shank and I'm just not at a place in my life where I could handle having tetanus
It's like the cookie assaulted me with being high.
Pretty good. Thinking about getting day drunk and filling out job applications so I don't hate myself as much
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