He's been dead since March and more people write on his wall than mine.
It smells like wine and fried chicken. Im confused and intrigued.
He soundtracked our prebreakup sex, our breakup, and out postbreakup sex. At least he's dedicated.
at roughly 3:30am you called me saying you were gonna start a big game of strip twister in politics class and i was your partner.
Call me when you get off. I have stories about black lesbians in jail begging to braid my hair...
Pretty sure I was high. I thought there was music coming out of my makeup bag.
I wish i could just live off of margaritas and good sex.
Breaking a step ladder over someone's back turned into a really fun game, way too quickly.
I'm getting better, this year I only showed up drunk to 1 final.
He spelled Steven with "ph", needless to say my nose was almost bleeding from the amount of axe he was wearing.
considering I just took 3 shots of fireball I don't think I'm coming back tonight. also the hulk just walked in crushing beer cans on his forehead
I just realized I wasn't at the party anymore. I was just sitting there with a vacuum.
whoa whoa whoa, you're saying I shouldn't post pics of you balls deep in a southern hottie?
Drinking wine while working. Yay.
Just had sex at the YMCA.
We are so productive today.
I had a date last night. His dog threw up in his bed while we were having sex in it.
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