My friends, they love my intelligence
dude chill. it wont be anything like your seventh grade birthday party.
I am at the point in my high where i now know/understand chinese.
omfg. get on facebook. the science olympiad team had a rave.
it was pretty much a given that i would lose my thong on dollar tequilla shot night
she was stripping to whiskey lullaby. most depressed boner.
Tonight, I'll be cleaning. And by cleaning, I mean drinking booze and spraying everything with Febreze.
I guess I just stopped wanting to rip his balls out and started being okay with him being alive. that's a typical feeling for exes right?
Also I stopped in the middle of the road and put my hazards on because BUNNIES WERE PLAYING
Chilling on my porch debating between pre work drinking or video games and getting high.
Just found my glass of wine on top of the litter box. Every argument ever is invalid.
My roommate definitely just walked in on me playing the piano naked.
By piano you mean.....
Like literally a piano.
Ohhhh that's kind of embarrassing.
Update: that felon in Georgia I slept with is now a police officer. What a wonderful world
I'm thinking my boss switched to all cordless keyboards and mouses so that none of us would hang ourselves in the office.
Hes back in his dorm room dancing naked with 3D glasses on.
and he said that acid doesnt really do anything to him...
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