Hahaha, sighhhh...I texted him to no response. It's a shame, really...I would gladly exchange my body for pizza rills.
I just pynch a tree in the face
I cried and ate like 6 tacos in the taco bell parking lot at almost midnight, sober, alone, listening to a demi lavato cd. And that was the good part.
I need to stop treating my body like that of a Vegas hooker on vacation in Ibiza
I can't believe he let me cut his hair as stoned as I was.. I think I even cut my own hair too
Ran out of plates, so I'm using my sociology notes. Looks like they will finally have a practical use.
she's just been through a whole lot lately. When the crazy starts leaking out we give her vodka and lock her in the room with all the pillows.
so that's what that room is for...
well he somehow got his hand stuck in some bike spokes trying to reach for a blunt he dropped and that's NOT the reason he's in the hospital...?
Nothing says casual like stairwell bjs
Pencil dick carries the name proudly.
Fun fact: drinking me now steals weaponry
My vagina has a heartbeat. That means I'm in love, right?
Other than trying to finger me on the couch in the middle of the bar a few times, you were fine.
I will take a ruler to your dick so help me god
tonight...tonight im having sex in honor of you
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