My T9 text prediction thing keeps predicting every next word is going to be "midgets".
After waking up today, I would like to find the Jesus preachers on campus to ask for help in asking for forgiveness to God.
the beat of "birthday sex" is shockingly similar to my dry heaving rhythm. it's making me nauseous all over again.
I now realize that they made gum to take the taste of dick out of your mouth.
Just found puke on my backpack while sitting in class. It's like this weekend won't leave me alone.
I'm not holding out much hope. She met me in a nighclub when I was arguing with the cigarette machine
I had sex with her like 200 times, and she was only pregnant once, those are pretty good statistics.
You're just mad that I don't wanna have dugout sex with you
In other news, I apparently ate my retainers while rolling last night.
Denis dont give a fuck, Denis drinks out of straws. Denis disregards the fire station & bought 18 fire hoses so he can fight it himself if the farmhouse is on fire.
just in the smoking shack with my sister cheering on a caterpillar make its cocoon
Don't act like you're a victim to marijuana
Lol I'm not having group sex with you, that apron is fuckin awesome tho
That's how pantless uber rides happen
not that i'm not about exploiting men for money
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