That's intense
hahah your definitly as dumb as I think I thought you are. boom roasted.
My drug dealer is spending the weekend in my studio apartment. I feel like I've crossed a line that should never be crossed.
My epitaph should read "Margaritas: she never learned"
His beard is glorious and he smells like barbecue. Introduce me to him.
I feel like we had some profound moment last night, but I can't really recall much past your ass turning up the volume on the radio.
Dude.. full face helmets and hangovers do not mix... I am never going to get rid of the smell of puke.
This would be a good time to bring up the fact that my spider-man fork is MIA
He's sitting in his room on Facebook with nothing but a pillow covering his crotch. I can't help you at the moment.
Then he unzipped his pants and whispers, " oohhh, look out!"
It's always great when the guy I get pills from sends me an email that says "I know you will get clean it's going to be hard but I know you can do it"
Stop confusing me with every girl you know that doesn't like sex.
HAVE BEEN SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN ACCENT FOR 5 HOURS
SHIRT GONE
the people in front of me have a grocery cart in their car... i missed college...
Anyway, that's been my evening- crying and looking up diabetes symptoms. How was your night?
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