he's 24. he finally texted me instead of using facebook chat. baby steps.
Contrary to what peaches says, you can't fuck the pain away. Full story later. Have a good morning, buddy.
he knocked over the vodka and juice...picks up the cup and says "yes", takes the last sip...doesnt even worry about the mess all over the floor and we continue having sex.
I really wanna punch him. Right in his cell-phone-sized penis
he was drinking cheap vodka with warm tap water and a packet of crystal light. if that's not an alcoholic then idk what is
She went dumpster diving. Found flourescent light bulbs, carpet samples and $15. We got a bottle of Popov, played star wars and threatened random people with the carpet. Get on our level.
Sorry I never showed up last night. It was between spending time with you and our freinds or having violent multiple orgasims. I chose the low road.
Would it be weird if your parents sold me weed?
Yeah I had this grand plan to bring flaming dr pepper shots to some girls and say "these shots are hot, but not as hot as you" but instead I lit the bar on fire
Again??? Now we can't ever fucking go there again STOP PEEING IN FOYERS
At this point, if I'm not getting fucked by a man in ONLY cowboy boots, it's not worth it.
Well according to all the calls, texts, and Facebook messages, I threw up on you guys last night.
And I must've sleep walked to the fridge cause when I woke up, there I was, balls deep in a fudge pop.
I stole a tiki torch last night and just returned it. Things have been better.
Any luck with the purse?
No, though I did find her weed. Also her sons name is King. I'm uncertain how I feel about that
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