ohhhh fuckk. chicks a dude.
We can smell you smoking weed from downstairs and your little brother is asking why the upstairs smells like gasoline. Please smoke in the basement. XOXO dad.
And i laid in the yard with carrots on my chest cause i wanted a bunny
she woke up, said "please dont tell me your name, i dont want to remember it"
They have beer in plastic boots. How am I supposed to resist that?
you were trying to control your nosebleed while having someone hold your four loko while you drank it through a straw. all at the same time. that is commitment.
It smells like someone died in our apartment and ya'll used some random orifice of his body to smoke weed out of. Side note, how did we get a guitar?
I'm sure you're still partially crippled from thar blow job on Saturday, so I understand it's probably difficult to text.
I was basically just fingering myself and thinking about space.
I was on the verge of being completely over him and then he went and made his Instagram not private... ITS LIKE HE KNEW
Never go drinking with anime club. End of story.
So I couldn't find Leif..... He fell asleep in our closet upstairs trying to get changed into warmer clothes
Have you ever looked at someone and thought…oh honey, you're too pretty for an ankle monitor
We need to move to a different bar soon. When we're standing on the patio, and every guy around us has seen us naked...there's a problem
What use have I for dignity? It just get's in the way of the really fun stuff.
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