Me too. I'd like to spend all next summer high and drunk and riding ponies and boys.
Just bonged a beer from a vuvuzela...this place is only doing good for me
September 16th, captains log. I awoke in a daze, not sure of my location
they described our state of being as looking similar to a crime scene....you were on the ground and i was running around screaming.
I'm on my way, but at some point we're going to have to settle who gave who crabs the last time
Until then we have the self affirmation from retweets and nights alone with pizza..
I used to be terrified of what was under your bed until I passed out there last night. Now it just feels like home.
When were you at my house?
What not to say at an interview: i can wrap the shit out of some food.
You're too morally constrained. I firmly believe that you should be less concerned with how young she is and more excited by the fact that she's not jailbait by virtue of a legal technicality.
But I aced my quizzes. Apparently flash card beer pong is an acceptable form of studying.
No other awkward car ride can beat the one you give your drug dealer home.
He wasn't excited for the fifty shades of grey trailer, so I told him we're done
But seriously, I love you and you are a good person and I'll get you some ecstasy
My life has hit a new low, I just licked MDMA of someone's bed.
Bacon and your penis are involved. Of course I'm going over.
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