Nah, lets use your guy, my drug dealer is going all pineapple express on me
I was under the impression that I sent actual words. turns out it was a series of letters and question marks on a side note we still had sex
some drunk guy just paid $3 for each cig that i picked up off the ground. the cigs that he threw on the ground. I might just follow him the rest of the night
She counted 5,6,7,8 then intentionally kneed herself in the eye numerous times.
I'm pretty sure this is how polyamorous relationships begin.
I am seriously considering thanking Macallan 18 in my thesis acknowledgments.
Send me the video of myself under the polar bear skin. It's important.
Just doin' what I do best: sitting in a stall in the class building's bathroom, pondering life and exploring deep, dark corners of the internet before class.
Basically, what i'm trying to say is, if you don't have something, excuse or gift, to satisfy my anger i am going to look you in the eye and piss on the floor.
I am seriously thinking about wearing a blanket as a cape. So when I pass out tonight the blanket might keep me warm.
I will kick you in all of your body parts. All at once.
He keeps asking the karaoke guy to play let it go from frozen so he can sing it in a falsetto
Like, what do you do with girlfriends? Buy her dinner and just like leave?
Just calling to thank you for not dying. I love you.
One day I'm going to get tired of waking up and wondering where the glow sticks on the floor came from.
Randomize
