it was like getting a handjob from mrs. butterworth
she said "i got this" and then fell on her face. within grabbing distance of the wall and her boyfriend
I feel like I have streams of color and coldness wrapping around my body.
Between the plague n the counterfeit drugs we brought back from mexico I'm not thinking too highly of their country right now. Screw mexican homeless men.
i preemptively threaten to cock slap your kids if they are snobby yuppy bitches
We're gona eat taco bell and then take exlax and see who can hold it in the longest. Loser has to pay for drinks all weekend. You in?
bro i dont care how hot she was, you try keeping it up with the amount of puppet he had in her room, it was like fucking in jeff dunham's house
Good news. That bum you thought that died is alive.
Really? A fat girl?
I'm walking her back. Chill out.
She is a nice girl okay. For some reason we are in my room though.
Also, sorry about chilling in just the towel last night. You know I have ADD and somehow even after looking at you, I forgot I'm not the only person living there right now
so dehydrated I couldn't fill the pee cup to the right line for my drug test for school. I was like sorry it was my birthday yesterday
tuscaloosa is terrifying
like people here are just empty shells of drugs and sin
there is no mercy here
Literally just sitting around waiting for someone to come along and fuck my chakras back into alignment
There was puke outside of my classroom and lecture was half empty. Damn thirsty thursday is intense
I want to find him again. His Corona tank top and I were made for each other.
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