Being alone has allowed me to flourish into a complete weirdo
using my metrocard to split lines. it says optimism on the back. i am optimistic that you will appear at my door and help me finish all these drugs.
that would combine my 3 fave things. christmas funfetti and paul simon
I've decided that my new worst fear is that I'll end up on "I Didn't Know I was Pregnant"
I think she must be bulimic. I mean, every time I see her I know i want to throw up.
I wish I could just thrust my cock straight into her new relationship.
I would do laundry with you but I vaguely remember swallowing all my quarters last night as some kind of trick.
All she does is lay in bed and watch golden girls and masturbate all day...
It's inspiring.
It's a special occasion. Hence the 151.
you have failed as an in class drinking partner.
P.S. I just made up pleasure scepter for the purpose of that last message.
If the sex wasn't incredible why would I compare it to cheesy tots
My RA just sigh me high as fuck acting like a zombie and scratching at my door. Thoughts?
It's decided. Tomorrow I'm getting a Big Mac and a Dildo
Hiking for a first date sounded like a good idea in theory because there was absolutely no possibility of me blacking out. In practice, I'd rather black out than go through what I just went through.
Randomize
