i think im in love. he told me he doesnt care if i shave down there.
whatever sunny in Philadelphia does on Thursday nights, I'm doing all weekend.
You're the 8th person from last night to text me this morning and ask if I'm ok.
My flask crushed my baggie full of aderall in my backpack, why can't my demons just live together in peace
I'm hard boiling eggs, drinking rum, and talking to my 8 year old brother about the 10's times tables. This is what thursday is all about.
Nothing sez sunday morning like waking up in a phonebooth with a leg cramp.
Doing shrooms is fine until you get raped by curtains
We need to figure out what we are doing for halloween asap. I'm not going out like a punk ass bitch burger king again this year.
I was wearing my get used bookstore shirt when we fucked. Ironic yet appropriate.
I'm remembering the time we thought it was a brilliant idea to put koolaid powder in shots of goldschlager
as much as I don't like snorting drugs, I would totally be fine with someone doing a line off my ass. that's just a whole new up
NO. FUCK YOU. I HOPE SOMEONE REPLACES YOUR LUBE WITH HOT SAUCE.
I promised her I would shit on your driveway. There's nothing that you or I can do about it now.
The night took a wrong turn after I found you smoking a blunt with a midget behind the bar...
I swear to God...this day is one great big who's who in the land of fucked uppedness.
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