Remember back in the day when getting fingered in the movie theater was the best thing ever?
After last night's events, I googled "how to change your life direction." I found a really helpful ehow.com article.
a man that wears gold spandex underwear and party boys other people is a man after my own heart.
so if i die before i go back to school its because the thing we found in the hallway that i've been smoking out of is a crack pipe
frankly if you're gonna get kicked out of your place, hooking up with your gay roommate's boyfriend would be the most entertaining way to do it.
I feel like I shouldn't be doing my banking stoned. But I bought a new bowl. Her name is Sharpe. Pronounced Shar-Pay.
Not a single person will look me in the eye. Last night must've been bad.
Whiskey??
It will be at least another 6 weeks before I say yes again. I'm bruised. I stole sex cards and a really nice pocket knife. I acquired a vial of my own blood. Talk about a yard sale...
It felt as if we were fucking on a sea of baby feet and morgan freemans face hair
The site I use to study flash cards keeps showing ads for truck companies hiring drivers. It's like the site is saying "hey, we all know there's no hope for you, just give up and Become a truck driver."
so she gave me back a bag of clothing, had some boxers in it...they werent mine.... well that sums up 5 years of my life
Whats a little naked between friends. Just don't laugh or I'll be scared for life.
In theory, it seemed like it would work.
Been there. Done that. Still have his t-shirt.
also. when i get a car, the amount of space there is for sex WILL be a huge deciding factor.
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