It's like sexual therapy. We hooked up. And now were talking about our recent breakups.
Emoooo
Puked in a cab. Passed out on my floor an my mom put a blanket over me. Home by 1045. I won shitshow trophy last night.
Sometimes I worry for your future but then I remember how big your boobs are.
Cool, so I just walked in on my grandfather checking his prostate in the kitchen.
No flamethrowers. That is a direct order.
In honor of the internet blackout, I think everyone needs to change their Facebook pictures to ones of them being blacked out.
What happens at the gay bar stays at the gay bar. Except that I sold my panties for $100. People should know that.
He said to use 30 racks as chairs and then drink til we fall thru the box
Got done with class, now I'm buying MD 2020 with the ex. Sure feels like college.
At least I know that however bad my life gets and how low I can feel I'll never feel shitting in a red robin parking lot low
well, unfortunately the rug burn lasted longer than the actual relationship
We both shit in the same closet in Santa Fe. Nothing is sacred anymore.
Goal: finish my bio assignment before the Xanax kicks in.
She tied me to her bed using her honor chords. Thank god for graduation!
Dude, I danced with Abe Lincoln! How could last night have been any better???
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