worst 3rd wheel sitch ever. i'm crammed into a booth with him and chubs mcgee and his hand is between her legs. thank youuu karma.
what ever happened to devon sawa?
fuck...who knows?
i'm really worried about him.
this guy is so high, he just ate half of a frozen blueberry muffin and half of a frozen poppyseed muffin, then proceeded to make a "hybrid poppyberry muffin"
I have no idea what happened after 2 AM. I woke up on my bike, in my bed, with a deep thigh bruise.
Don't blame the cocaine for your eating disorder.
having someone tell me to "prepare my vagina" is not really something I want to hear..
Needless to say they were not happy to find out that we braided their hair together, when one of them woke up needing to puke bad
How do you feel about fucking me quick and then me leaving to go do arts and crafts?
You pretty much isn't said it
Those words don't go together.
well he never texted me back and the pizza I took my rage out didn't deserve such malice
I just rolled a blunt and took my bra off. I'm not going anywhere.
I don't need inspirational quotes. If I'm going to be motivated, it will be by anger and spite.
I booty texted him nothing but three exclamation points at 3:05am and he was in my bed 17 minutes later, lest you think punctuation is not important.
You wouldn't eat with utensils. You insisted on making your own spoon out of a bendy straw and staples while singing "I'm a survivor" by Destiny's Child.
He is saved in her phone as Sir. Mindfuck <3/ vag cleaner of course I need to meet him.
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