She said "You blew my mind last night." and I said "nah, I just blew my load." and her mom heard.
You said "i miss him" not "i miss his dick." You're getting emotionally attatched. Shame.
drunk taco night MLK would want it this way.
I am literally hand feeding my crying ex boyfriend taco bell. What has my life become?
Actually, considering the facts that I am wearing a duct tape dress and eating a gas station quesadilla, I am pretty good.
This is America. Deny every slut accusation or own up to it
I have to finish a biography for history and write a review on it so naturally I was like "getting high will make this more bearable" and now I'm basically inside the book at the revolutionary war with this guy.
I mean.. listen to "Put It In My Mouth" and you'll get the gist of my voicemail for you.
People will call it the Wrath of the Froyo. We'll be immortalized.
Just stuck all that extra cocaine money we made in a savings account...like a responsible adult..
It's whatever. I just want to see his dick again
His mom finally got over her shame and smoked a bowl with us. Merry Christmas to all aka me.
I made a White Russian but saw how early it was and decided to substitute it for milk in my lucky charms. This is what it means to be an adult.
My neck is sore from all the headbanging. And I can't tell the difference between the jello stains and cum stains.
Optimism doesn't exist before 2pm nor do any other emotions.
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