i'm returning your mother's day gift to finance my alcoholism over the next week.
i blew a .213 what kind of thug blows the compton area code exactly? this guy
The dutch village is so much worse hungover. Fuck them and their wooden shoes.
I feel like I'm one of those people who someone looks at and thinks "how did she get into this college"
Look at the bright side...I have an 11 inch penis
There is something depressing about eating toast in a dark living room by myself using a paper plate that says: "Let's Party!"
and then he started using my ass as a stressball
She had caution tape on her head and she blew me.
Rick two cubicles down puked and that triggered three others puking into their trash cans as well. The janitorial staff hates it when we go drinking on a work night.
I have managed to reach the 'after meth poster look' before lunch here...
there are no losers in shot checkers. only winners.
And when I feel bad about myself I go to the library and suck my pen over an open book, counting the seconds until a guy sits across from me and tries to get my attention
Is there something wrong with us? Seriously.
Possibly, but I'd rather not fix it.
He asked when the last time I had sex was. I had to look at the clock and respond "12 hours ago"
honestly if there were pictures of last night i would be embarrassed.... im embarrassed without pictures
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