We can get Dustin to help us. I think he'd be good at luring girls into a dark alley.
I dinstinctly remember making out to "I believe I can fly" and waving my arms like a bird to the beat.
I just ate a cashew that looked EXACTLY like your dick.
he knocked over the vodka and juice...picks up the cup and says "yes", takes the last sip...doesnt even worry about the mess all over the floor and we continue having sex.
im drinking italian dressing and watching dexter. its 230am. lets never drink on sundays again.
I just threw up on the floor. And we're gonna fuck on the beer pong table, so keep everyone upstairs.
After she saw a msg in his phone from me that listed the reasons why I love his cock, I don't think I can deny fucking her ex.
It seems that only way I've actually improved myself after 2 years of writing for the school newspaper is that I've mastered the art of descriptive words to improve my sexting skills
A conundrum I think only you would understand: how to classily post "I need a ride to the liquor store" on one's Facebook wall?
Why is there no Netflix category for "I just wanna cry, but I don't have time for a whole romcom"?
It's all part of my master plan: have him buy me all I can eat pizza and all I can drink beer AND THEN tell him there was no spark and we're better off as friends.
I guess "hi, I know your mom, she taught me in high school" is an effective pickup line
VIVE LA RESISTANCE
Oh god, what now?
Social anxiety problems: I just had to get up and change stalls mid-poop because someone sat down in the one next to mine.
just got back. in my inebriated state i broke an ugly lamp and was sent to the store (still drunk) to get a new one. just spent last half hour in isle 3 of dollar general surounded by more ugly lamps and trying not to throw up on each and every single one.
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