Here's an idea...how about I take shots by myself and drunk dial you around noon?
Where does it all go? I've busted inside of you like 10 times in the last week.
There's an official council for his ex boyfriends. They told me they 'look forward to the day I join them'.
Last thing I remember is Dusty riding the bikes we "borrowed" from the hotel through the CVS while the rest of us picked up the girls who were laughing at him
I don't know where I am and I feel like a hippo shat in my mouth. This sofa is comfy though.
Like hey, "you just spent $135k to go to a nobody law school to drive a mini van, be a dj, live in a smalllll ass apartment that smells like cats and your girlfriend fucks other guys."
Saw you fall down on Jefferson and a cop drove by and shook his head. How you didnt get arrested after the party you went to on saturday is beyond me.
Is "I want you to destroy my insides" too forward?
Dude. You dropped to your knees and face planted into the rocks. And continued to talk on the phone and laugh. That's where those cuts came from.
I've decided that it's a bad thing. But I've also decided that I don't give a fuck.
Interesting. All i can really say is humanoid shaped doritos bags melting very slowly
For someone who wanted a break I'm getting way to much dick
just so you know they found you begging for money at the L station. What the fuck did you drink last night?
I love you. I would never turn you into a bear.
i buy too many watermelons when I'm drunk
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