This is a mass text. Does anyone know where I am?
...she just doesn't genetically have the things I want my kids to have.
i asked him how he could stand the smell of skunk. his answer was "it smells like good weed"...
You took shots of captn out of a empty percocet bottle, i just saw you fall threw the floor of rock bottom.
the amount of blow i got, New years should last a week.
All i know if I'm throwing uo into a bag with a smiley facE on it right now and this is not a smileuy face time right nowe
One good thing out of all this is her ass is huge. Like Australia Big.
That bottle of wine took a part of my soul with it.
I just gave an orange Froot Loop the finger for falling on the floor instead of my mouth when I was pouring a mini box of cereal into my face.
Oooo. Can we pretend to be Amanda Bynes?
She bought wigs like Disney princesses. I want to be her.
Dude we gotta go back to your cabin. left glenn. he's calling me crying and still drunk
He smells like cinnamon, and what I imagine to be orgasms
the conference was great. we had to hide the acid in a planter in front of the department of agriculture though
I don't know where I'm at. But I'm pretty sure what I'm looking at is a small bear.
HE'S FUCKING 19 YEARS OLD, HE CAN'T EVEN GET INTO A BAR WITH ME, WHAT MAKES YOU THINK I'LL LET HIM IN MY PANTS?!
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