Everytime we come here you have an ex here.
I wish there were whore gnomes that cleaned our apartment when we were gone.
I wish I could get plan B off e-bay so it would be a secret and cheap.
She tried to keep her legs crossed last night while doing a keg stand. Way to keep it classy.
Getting high on the stoop of a brownstone in the middle oh harlem. Doesn't get much more hey arnold than this.
I'm really good at handling things like foreskin and speech impediments.
Who is he, asking me if im dtf without a question mark
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Fell down the metal stairs and some guy tried to fight me after you left. I fell asleep with cadbury eggs in my mouth too.
In a shocking revelation, I learned that the Easter Sunday shit show happened not because of vodka but because my gay neighbor drugged me.
Yeah. I was about to call 911 but I ended up breaking the door frame off then ran and puked all the way home.
I have migrated to the couch. Minimal movement is still happening, but I should be mobile enough to go to the liquor store by eight.......so that good.
Its okay that he doesn't remember you, he only remembers girls by their boobs and I think you were wearing a jacket
Our sibling relationship has really blossomed into a wonderful mutual acceptance of sluttyness
I don't remember anything after falling in the ditch, but I now have confirmation that my rib is broken. Never drinking again.
i can't hookup with him because someone else bit my vagina
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