I lost my shoes and bra and was beyond mapquesting
The parties out here are fucking awesome and I've got the grades to prove it.
im sitting in a tub with a sombrero on.. im just kind of confused.
Can you call him, he said something about going to the balcony to pee and now hes texting me saying hes lost
I don't think my arm is broken I can still text
AND OMG I HOPE YOU ARE GREAT WITH CHILD. COOK THAT BUN!
I don't know how I got here... but I think I'm in a Christian Impact meeting... I'm trying to act as straight as possible. They can sense gay.
This is the most scared i've been of my hands since i did shrooms.
Wheres my essay?
You mean the vodka drenched shreds of paper taped all over the walls of the hallway?
Also, I'm going to yoga because I have a Taylor Swift range of emotions right now.
My phone just said I texted someone at 430a and said let's fight. Then I texted them an hour later and said thanks.
I can't be held responsible for another man's penis.
I would go disguised as someone he didn't have premature ejaculative sex with but I don't know if I could stay in character.
It's really hard to tweet with a pussy in your face demanding attention.
The kid with the ed hardy shirt put a bunch of random shit in the washer and turned it on. example: a hanger, the movie Chocolate with Johnny Depp, and your mom's cat
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