I found the seven page love letter I had written you. I'm sorry i was so obsessed.
I'm sorry but all I really read was "my nipples will get hard."
You had already cockblocked me. The cops were just an assist.
Her boyfriend only talks to me because I know her period schedule
Lol. No. We cannot eat chicken while we have sex. No.
All of the sudden your world had become nothing but the sum of visible dicks. Welcome to life.
Your subconscious sucks. Mine is awesome. I have a recurring dream where I manage a chocolate factory run by big titted hookers.
A) you're a liar. B) that would be awesome.
sometimes after I smoke and the high has gone away...the high will come back like three hours later for a brief yet gripping ride.
that's usually when I end up in someone's house, having sex with someone else, while that someone's roommate makes us mozzarella sticks.
Im rolling face in a pizzeria. I want to be with people who love me.
There was a huge crash. I came out of my room to find you sprawled out at the bottom of the stairs in your bra and panties. You looked at me, yelled 'WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE' and then ran back into his room.
You rolled onto your side and told me 'this is the recovery position'. That was after you were stoned. You've done this way too much.
Btw "you gettin a workout in" isn't a great gym pickup line. Like no I'm fucking grabbing lunch on my way to class.
I don't want the fire department to come out here twice in one weekend because of your god damn vape.
My new favorite word is dickbag. I think its relevant here. And I say that with all the love in the world.
He looks like Aladdin, and that's about all he's got going for him.
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