Having sex with her was like reading the Wall Street Journal.
Apparently I'm the guy that didn't get the memo that Afliction and wifebeaters were the proper attire for tonight... so I'll just sit here alone in my sweatervest and be judged.
you were sitting on my toliet with a double cheesburger in your hand asking me how the cheeseburger even got there.
after he came i started crying. just to fuck with his head.
I just got a new temperpedic mattress pad and started smoking weed again in the same week. finding motivation to go to a 9:AM class is close to impossible.
He's trying to get everyone in the bathtub for a team meeting about how we're gonna find his car. Which is parked outside. Think we should cut him off?
I've carried my liver for over 24 years. If it can't carry me for the next 24 hours than it deserves to be damaged.
And for some reason I just want to have sex with EVERYTHING
i think you may have a shot to cock block in a moment. just saying.
Wake up an cock block please bc these are noises i dont ever want to hear again
I love you so must. You as do fraty. You are truly my veste breakable (ties I wtf racket Andover). Luce you. Have a safe drive bio dough failover.
my head feels like a yellow yolk spinning in a circle at the bottom of the bowl.. i may have a concussion, love auto correct
I didn't punch him it was just love coming out of my fist
No. No. No. No one's allowed to fuck in the yurt.
I showed up to a job interview wearing two different shoes. If that's not an omen, I don't know what is.
Stop inviting Kevin over. The dickless wonder started playing some strange Sci-FY music and speaking an alien language and the girls split.
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