if only i could text you this smell
trsut me youll find me, im the only kanye west here and every1 is chanting dbag at me
As we walked into his room, he said welcome to the hurt locker. I should have left, but I love that movie.
I think I left my camera at your house. It would be in both of our best interests if you don't go through the pics.
I've decided, even as much fun as it sounds, I don't care for his sodomy box.
My face is tingly. And my legs are being massaged by golden elves.
You won't wear your Santa suit, I can't get trashed, and you won't use handcuffs! This is the worst Christmas EVER.
do you want me to tag you in the pics from the party?
Hmm. Use your judgment. Bootlicking pics are probably not ok. Otherwise fine.
I was drunk, he was taking a bodyshot while avoiding my piercing. I told him I loved him. He waited until I woke up with my hangover to say he loved me too. It was hangover magic.
Her mom came down to the basement and took shots with us. She's now passed out in a wheel barrow. This party got weird
I think I may be going on too many job interviews. I've started to bring up Shonda Rhimes in my interview answers.
My boss asked me what was wrong today and I really wanted to tell her I woke up too late to smoke a bowl before coming in
Let me guess you did your hair instead? Has anyone told you about priorities?
I discovered moonshine and fell in love.
It's been three years since Kelly shit in the to go box that we put in Sam's mailbox after we broke up. Considering Sam and I are friends again, should I finally tell him?
U dont jog and buy condoms n bulk
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