Wow, you were right... Weed does start conversations
...she just doesn't genetically have the things I want my kids to have.
I know I'm not learning anything when I can't even spell the name of the class I'm taking
Between cock and motorcycle I'm glad I don't have to sit at work tomorrow
you go from almost hooking up with the hottest guy at the party, to going home with your ex....how is that even mathematically possible
He left his umbrella behind in my bed to 'keep me company', then stole my front door key before he went to work
Well fuck that. I mean, I made out with my cousin once. Who gives a fuck.
i told you that I felt like my feet were melting into the ground and you starting blowing on them to put out the "invisible fire". thanks friend.
I'm at the point in my life where I'm trying to get guys I've fucked to give a ride to guys I'm going to fuck.
If graduating leads me to stop getting naked at inappropriate times in public places I'm going to be pissed
In the world of sexual, erotic texting, you rank somewhere between "how much teeth do you want" and "how dry do you want it"
I feel like passing out with my foot on your face has bonded us at a very fundamental level.
I have six new people in my phone that I don't remember adding. One of them is "Bourbon Yeah." Successful evening?
took shots off of a myriad of fake boobs last night. It was glorious.
If my vagina were a person, it just ran a marathon.
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