I realized that I've made out with a different boy almost every time we've gone to mcgoreys....I don't need a boyfriend...I have that bar
I just had a flashback of 4:30am: me hugging the toilet bowl and you handing me a jar of pickles to open. There is something seriously wrong with us.
They said an hour before I even see a doctor...and they noticed the shots tally on my arm.
I dont know if this is a good time to tell you but im actually a freshman.. not a senior
Your text makes more sense read in reverse.
I'll text you later. I think she thinks we're taking this whole "no sex" thing seriously.
So I'm sitting here baked on a bridge thinking about how plants think, I miss you so much
You merely adopted the alcohol. I was born into it. Molded by it. I didn't see the hang over until I was a man and by then it was only blinding.
Whiskey and tits go great with anything. Especially fire.
I see myself subsisting on tequila for the next several days.
I wanna suck that fisherman's dick.
I got arrested FOR running from the cops. In college Dad got arrested and THEN ran from the cops. So it could be worse.
Throwing my sister a bisexual bachelorette party was the best idea ever. I made out with both strippers and the hot bartender promised to "gay marry" me if I take him as my date to the wedding.
so i put my jacket on last night that you wore last weekend, and reach inside the pockets and find them full of goldfish...
the snack that smiles back:)
Should I wish him a happy birthday?
Well he has been inside of you enough times that you probably should.
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