no it's cool...i'm just drinking and studying...cool night
my dad is going to jail this weekend
where are we going to get our weed from?
Found crayons in my cigarette pack. I can't help but feel you may be responcible.
i DID try to find you last night. i asked where you were and you texted me the letter "e" and a picture of the dark.
If you come, call before you come in. I'm tanning my balls. Enjoy that visual.
Tonight was the second time that I've pretended like English was my 2nd language to avoid conversation w a creeper.
Shit stained towel. The very symbol of how much closer we are as friends. Fall 011... beautiful disaster
Are we playing "how much awkwardness can we fit in the final 29 hours of 2011"?
yes yes we are. Go do something with super glue. i don't want to win.
At second job interview this week. Wearing pants to hide pole dancing bruises. This my life.
Well, it's a fine line between people-watching and boob-staring. It's a gray area. But we're in Paris. Let's leave it at that.
The best part of the night was you shouting "I have to take the LSAT tomorrow" between shots of fireball.
She said "I feel like I haven't reached my full potential" and I couldn't figure if she meant in life or with the weed..
Life lesson... stop having side pieces that know each other...ffs.
I would throw a dart into the Olympic ceremony and fuck whoever it hit
We're sort of like brothers. Except with more sexual tension. And we don't look alike. Or are related.
So we're not much like brothers really.
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