He asked me if I "almost moaned"
He said he used to draw on the walls with poop when he was a kid.
so I called to to smoke and you didn't pick up so I smoked and now I'm a race car
remind me to tell you what i found stuck to me this morning
I'm at the cafe. It's 7am. There is a girl I don't know on my futon who tried to tickle me this morning when I got down from my loft. I also not wearing any underwear.
Home safe. Psyche shattered. Still rolling. In love with the morrocan rug in the living room.
Its like "fucckkkkk yooouuuuuu" is echoing up my esophagus
tequila?
yep
come help me. im curled up in the fetal position on the upper floor of the lib. please bring more caffeine or alcohol
its ok. its hell week the lib is a no judgment zone right now
We have a bucket list tonight. Not done yet. Gotta climb a building
The smell came through my closed door. His farts are made of rendered tires, and apparently, ghosts.
I totally intended to come to the hotel, but I woke up in a parking lot
The struggle is real.
I mean I just feel if I'm not being fat and lazy then I'm not really being myself
He told me I smelled like peanut butter, pepperoni, and pure unbrieldled passion.
I love you but this is the first Saturday I have ever spent at the police station. And where are my boxers?
yeah, but I wanna be the girl that makes him realize he's 100% gay
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