he's 24. he finally texted me instead of using facebook chat. baby steps.
I don't know if the fire truck was perfect timing or if she actually burned something down.
i feel like my life is a cheap remake of American Pie
hearing that almost makes me feel good about peeing on the coffee table
everyday i become more and more impressed with my facebook stalking skills
The one from last night got me a whole floor of Eskimo Brothers. There was a celebration of high fiving as I left
Struggs. It's also 90 degrees out but I'm not sure I can feel heat or cold any more. Too hungover.
All i remember was you crying naked on the bathroom floor because you were cold. I got you a blanket and you kept kicking it off and crying because you were still cold.
Sitting on the curb by new england comics with a weeping drunk girl who's eating french fries saying she'll never be as successful as her sister the hand model. She's scaring the nerds.
I feel like just to watch it, I need to be high. To understand it, I'd need enough drugs to kill an elephant.
And I don't know what it is about weed making me want every episode of the real housewives of everywhere
Babies are disgusting. I held one once. Then I washed my hands and rinsed my mouth out with wine.
I just sent a bad sext to my sister. There's not even a way to damage control this, is there?
hell no. i was not wasting my two tears of virginity on him.
She kept telling me that it pissed her off that i expect people to make out with me...then she made out with me. Win?
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