After I talked about my ex for about twenty minutes, she just listened, sluts are so understanding
We fucked twice, I went to the bathroom to freshen up, and came back to him playing "Your Body is A Wonderland" on his guitar naked in my bed.
i'm at the point now where i want him to say anything. even an apology for his boomerang-shaped penis would be nicer than no comment.
bubblegum was invented today. we're getting drunk. end of story.
i mean, i stole her boyfriend and beat her snake score on facebook within 48 hours. not her week.
I woke up this morning covered in blood and peanut butter. I am now safe from vampires with nut allergies.
She has a boyfriend. But if he's a decent human being he understands blowjobs don't count as cheating with her. Keeping those miracles to himself is a crime against humanity.
Recycling my beer bottles from breakfast counts for earth day, right?
You sent me a cat video and you screaming drunkenly in my background
There's nothing more awkward than going on a beer run with 3 ten year olds....teacher of the year right here!
I'n not even sure we went out, but I know we broke into a cemetery.
That was so not worth putting pants on for.
The last thing I remember is talking to the firefighter next to me and he was giving me fruit.
NO NINJA FIGHTING AT THE GAS STATION
What part of “the stripper has a gun, we need to leave” is confusing you? She’s drunk, she’s fucking crazy and NOW SHE’S PACKING HEAT!
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