Holy wow, I found all the old poems u wrote me back when we were in looooooooove...just sort of wild to look back on, thought u'd like that
3 st and 6 ave. One dollar pitchers. Look out world.
apparently the officer said last night, "son, why don't you do yourself a favor and spread your legs so you don't keep vomiting on them". why can't I remember those nights?!
I'm at the house listening to vengaboys alone. Please come home.
Heard you were the one that shit off Jamie's balcony. FYI there is a cabbie down here out for blood
I just tried to order ice cream on my bagel. I think I should just call it
Last thing I remember is whiskey shots. My roommate tells me we were there 15min before I decided to run home naked. And we live across from a police station.
I know it was your bday but bringing a airhorn and blowing it yelling "buy me a fucking shot" in the bartenders face was a little uncalled for
You can't just walk around stealing hats from drunk boys and peeing in bathtubs. Turn down.
Some people are good at football, some people are good at painting, and he's good at being a fuckboy. Everyone has their talents.
he said "GREAT SCOTT" as he was cumming.
If me saying "come f***k me now" is talking, then yes.
I'm going to ride your dick until it falls off. That horny.
I'm equal parts terrified and turned on. Come over.
She bruised my penis again. But, trooper I am we kept on going.
So, I just ordered a breathalyzer for this weekend. I figured if I'm getting shitfaced, I should at least be scientific about it.
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