What do you want? Don't say anything that would make me look like a pussy at the store.
the best part about tonight...knowing when i wake up in the morning his car will still be full of packing peanuts..and mine wont
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this should be fun to decipher. I'd like to buy a vowel.
My life has become a never ending game of 'illegal or just frowned upon?'
dude i have an english essay and a bio lab due tomorow
so basically your not goin out tonight?
who said that?
Its not even 10am and we are talking about what guys assholes we would finger.
It's almost like he dry humped the last remaining bit of good person out of me.
He sent me a picture of myself smashed completely butt naked passed out on the couch and said "at least I'll have these memories"
during charades she pointed to herself and you guessed 'girl who wants to fuck me'
He didn't dress up but kept finding random pieces of costumes on the floor at each club. He was an 80s hair band warrior at the end of the night.
I know. It's cray. Crayon. Crayolaaaaa.
I just dumped bong water and Bacardi out of my purse into the trash can. Everything in my purse is soaked. I hate Sundays.
Jamie's fucking a senior citizen and I'm eating chips and salsa in the shower at 2am, so whatever you're doing it can't be worse.
I swear to God...this day is one great big who's who in the land of fucked uppedness.
What does it mean when the bartender gives you 4 straws?
Randomize
