Good luck man
I dont need it. Shes easy.
You're only the seventh guy she's ever kissed. Somesones gunna get EPICALLY stalked
And that's when I found out that Patrick wasn't in fact down with O.P.P.
He offered to take me out to a nice dinner but I told him I would rather he just pay for my beer this weekend
I fell alseep but then some dude picked me up. Comforter and all stuck a blunt in my mouth and carried me back downstairs because "I wasn't done partying"
will you please explain to me as to why or how i have a dirtbike tread looking bruise on my back?
fat people need to stop using the handicapped bathroom stall so I can have sex in it. it's common logic
He returned my car yesterday. Found a duffel bag with beef jerky, condoms, and a handgun this morning. Slightly concerned
please tell me we weren't that bad as freshmen
i can't, we're worse now
That rando I gave head to on the beach just endorsed me on LinkedIn for Oral Communication Skills. So there's that.
Also, I cannot stop picturing myself in a bar, 3 years from now ordering soda. Just soda. 30 pounds over weight and wearing a cat sweater. I feel like I'm heading in the wrong direction in life.
Life lesson... stop having side pieces that know each other...ffs.
No we were too stoned to stop you from wiping the peanut butter all over the car.
the good news is I finally used my captain america waffle maker to make captain america waffles
party at the soccer house. crumbs in my sexy panties. can't. put. pieces. together.
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