So pretty much, I was trying to piece last night together and remembered a point where I was pointing to you heart then touching your face. I'm not sure that I ever translated that to "I like your personality better than your looks" but that's what I meant
She left me a voicemail too. It's just her moaning her name repeatedly
when a girl feels in her heart, the way she feels in her vagina, anything is possible.
so I'm coping with getting the "I'm not over my ex" bomb dropped on me by getting drunk and yelling at people while wearing a purple princess hat
Freedom, beauty, truth, and love to all. I also probably have syphilis
She called him at 5 AM so that he'd be ready for her birthday breakfast and drinks at 6. This is why people don't need to wait until their 21st to have their first drink.
How are you going to come here and fuck on our couch ? That's everyones couch
I don't question myself. That's what I have you for.
I'm honored.
Now, one of you come feed me, the other read me my physics book...I'm too hungover for this shit...
I threw up through my nose tonight. Happy cinco de mayo
I sent a picture of my balls to one of my best friends, so basically it was an average night.
How do you say, "I love you, but i prefer sex with someone else." in a good way? Ponder that over a jack and coke and get back to me.
Who the fuck just called me and played funkytown
I wonder if the sex shop has any Black Friday deals.
So I just accidentally joined a bar crawl and got a free shotski of Jameson. I love life.
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