So im pretty sure the object of my emotional onterest is tired of playing with me....
Make me a promise>>> if you ever see the brats from that tv show NYC Prep walking around, you will trip them, and you wil throw drinks on them
all thats left of you is your magnum wrapper on my dresser
i asked him how he could stand the smell of skunk. his answer was "it smells like good weed"...
so she called me drunk and made me stay on the phone with her while she puked.
my mom just called and warned me someone is trying to serve me, i feel like i'm playing an extreme game of hide and go seek these next weeks
My vagina is depressed thinking about her future.
There is an empty space on my boobs where glow paint should be.
Apparently I yelled "no stop it" in my sleep last night when he tried to cuddle with me.
Oops, guess its official. I just use him for sex.
I'M NOT READY TO BE AB ADULT YET!!!
Why the fuck is he under my phone as Papi Chulo?
Every time you talk about your facial hair I immedately get horny
there is partying, then there is whatever we did last night.
Hey bro are you still alive??? I'm sure you are wondering how you ended up laying on the floor at the foot of your bed and why there is a wheelchair by your door....
Just when I thought we may have our first low-key night together, I sang an Aladdin karaoke song to a bunch of roller derby girls, you took shots with married women, and we both fell asleep in our offices.
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