If I could text you the sound of me vomming, I would.
I mean, there was frosting being put on a tunafish sandwich. Pretty sure she knew we were high.
Woke up this morning on my doorstep in a basket with a branch, a lipstick lightning bolt on my head and a sign that said "the boy who lived." i love you guys.
My name in their phones is "That Girl". If i can't get it to go away, I might as well live up to it.
All of a sudden i love everyone. In all their flawed and failing beauty. This is pretty good weed.
It's still to early in our relationship to tell her I was sleeping in my car
So this is where people who peaked in high school come to drink?
He is peeing inside and sticking up for himself. Those are two of the four signs of the apocalypse.
Of course I have to cross through a walk for hunger
i told him I'd let him eat part of a weed cookie out of my cleavage, so he pulled over like a gentleman.
I remember sitting in your lap naked saying I don't want to be all looks while you gently rocked me back and forth
Don't come back. They don't have pants.
Oh god.
God has nothing to do with this.
I haven't gotten dressed in 4 days. God bless you, unemployment.
as a guy is it bad that even my mom called me easy?
don't worry, i'll dog sit again, the barking made the sex better, its like he was cheering for us, we were just THAT good.
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