Our house smells like week old pizza, beer cans, cigarettes, and depressing career tracks....get lysol.
I've decided that life's journeys are more fun when your moral compass hangs in front of you and swings with each step
you're bored at work aren't you?
I'm toying with the idea of beating off under my desk
Gentlemen...shes not going to tie her self to the table...
Bring it all. We will have a potluck of drugs. It will be magical.
Finished the final in under ten minutes and then puked in the bushes outside. I don't even care if I graduate anymore.
Your doorknob is in my back seat, in case you were looking for it.
I mean, we do coke and have sex occasionally...I wouldn't call that a relationship.
i have two emotions: emotionless and blind with rage
I had a really bad dream about us drinking this weekend. Remind me to tell you Friday when we start drinking
The last thing I remember is talking to the firefighter next to me and he was giving me fruit.
They say find what you're good at... Evidently that's showing up late for everything, drinking, and eating cheese for me.
This is like a walk of shame down memory lane.
I grabbed the pretzel bag with my toes last night. I think that day of yoga had paid off.
BUT YOU GOTTA TASTE THE RAINBOW!!
That's what Skittles are for!
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