Dork........ .......... .. . ...... ........... .. . ... ...... .. . .... ..... .. .... ... .......... .... . . ..... Yeah its morse code, no big deal
i've decided that sluttiness is like a disease, it can lay dormant in you for years and then one day you go to college and with all the booze and drugs and boys and time on your hands symptoms begin to show then one day BAM you're a huge slut. it's like how izzie had skin cancer and it grew into brain cancer.
you drank a bottle of vodka and then while throwing up in my toilet you kept reminding me our hs reunion was in 2 yrs and it was time to start getting thin again anyway
after the first blizzard, i went out and bought a thirty and put it in a cooler and hid it out in the backyard. now the second blizzard has deposited 2 feet of snow on top of said cooler. there is a shovel and treasure map over here waiting for you
"I could never have "feelings" for someone who, at one point, wanted to "hate fuck" my face."
The last thing I remember is you asking me how to grow french fries.
He went into the alley to piss and came back a minute later with a case of Bud Select. I'm speechless.
we went to the bar with our boss and you tried to play a song from the atm machine
Almost there.
define "almost". like I have enough time to watch a youtube video or oh shit, put on some goddamn pants because they're in the driveway.
you were so blacked last night that you jumped in the lake fully clothed, then just went back to the bar and walked around like you weren't soaking wet.
Sex with him is like pizza, it can be shitty but its stillll pizza.....
But don't thank me for faking being asleep, if I was the real wing man, I would have left the bed
Okay, yeah, judgmental guy at 7/11. I'm buying g wine at 10:20 in the morning. You wanna fight about it?
I took the beard trimmer to my balls this morning.\nMuch blood. Much blood from my scrotum.
Do thigh high boots and a ball gag count as a costume?
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