Myspace is for pedophiles and tweakers in the 818 trying to hook up. I always forget theres music there too
The world would be so much better with thought bubbles.
when i start to cry when i lose at mario kart is when you should put me to bed
I don't remember him, but he's saved in my phone as "uh oh zbt"
I'm using process of elimination to determine which of our neighbors i fucked last night.
And it was confirmed to me that I did in fact cut my girlfriend out of her dress with my sword.
Hey bring in backup. its going to take a lot more beer than we think to fill up the water bed...
If it's not soft enough to fuck on, then we're not getting the new rug.
It's like a teen mom casting at the Obgyn's office. I feel great about my positive life decisions.
Hold on, I need to find something to wear that says "I don't contribute to your daughter's drug problem"
But I'll just tell people it was a bar fight... Sounds a lot better than "well I was drunk and alone and eating Special K naked in my bed"
Spending the night with him made me realize that stupid people both irritate and fascinate me, so I'd say it equaled itself out.
So we hooked up and then instead of texting me, he endorsed me on LinkedIn for Microsoft Word a few days later
I'm going to the store to get corona, salad, and blunt wraps...
I ordered from the drive thru as i was peeing on the menu
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