Just tried to tap morse code on the wall seperating our beds to tell you I was awake and ready to smoke
I think I'm cybering, it's been a while and its more in depth than it was in 8Th grade.
I think jizz is working it's way to becoming my number 1 food source.
I honestly get shocked all over again every time I pull his pants down. It's one of those feelings you never get tired of.
Is it hot in here? Is the room moving? Its moving. The room is moving. Its spinning like a top. Have you ever been covered in puke? What are you doing?
You should try cooking mac & cheese naked sometime. It's quite relaxing.
If I die tonight and was cremated, you could probably get high off the smoke.
Finals drinking + forgeting you had to take your ambien because you work at 6am mid paper= drunk logic which then entails going on a "detox" run. Puking your guts put in the field house bushes while some random guy says to you "its okay. We're marching on."
im on the hungover til tuesday pabst blue ribbon diet
Commuter bitches be judging your sister and her bag fulla wine. It's a motherfucking rosé, bitch!
We smoked with this guy who looked just like Hyde from that 70's show in an alley. It was a divine moment in my life.
Just once, I'd like to make it to my first wedding anniversary for a change.
You just wait. When you see me foam roll naked, you're going to lose your mind.
There's glitter all over his bed from my Pink VS panties... I think I might invest in similar styles as a way of marking my territory just incase.
when she didn't finish her burrito you wanted to call the cops because you said it was neglect
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