So im pretty sure the object of my emotional onterest is tired of playing with me....
It's just you. You wear the fuck me fedora and wear baller shorts, hollywood hippie who thinks she is shakira when she's drunk.
btw, but what hole was i in last night? wanna know if i have to worry
His mom told be she once got turned down for playboy. 1 biggest mistake Hugh made. 2 is she hitting on me?
Why hello there Olivia! How are you today on this fine and most wonderful morning full of magic and adventure and awesomeness?
Someone just got laid.
Do you think she's aware of my deep hatred or should I set her hair on fire in her sleep?
They took my balls.
I mean I love some drunk compliments, but he just wasn't up to my low standards.
He fucking took my shirt off and didn't even touch my boobs. What the actual fuck.
I'm sad that I feel like I need to temporarily change your name in my phone from Smashley until you have the baby and can be unsober with us again.
How hard is it to grasp the concept of 'I lost an impromptu saber bout and so I have to make a macaroni map of Soviet Russi, including Kazicstan'!?
why is there a wheelchair in the hall and why does it look like we banged in it?
All I have are vague memories of us eating ham?
It's a shame, really, because he's got the cock of a horse... And the personality of dry toast.
I was grinding with girl while I was eating french fries, and she turned around to hook up with me. She ate my fries.
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