yes i saw that this morning. it was my mailbox.
I dont know why I dont listen to you more often. He wont stop texting me. And his signature is "dancing with no panties on"
he walked in on you at the party drunkenly dancing alone on the bed wearing mardi gras beads, sunglasses, and using one ski pole as a microphone.... and you STILL got laid. i dont get your life.
they are using this drunk girl like a spin the bottle in the hot tub, whoever she lands on she makes out with.
And it just wouldn't be a Thursday night without me having to cuss out a foreigner. The streak continues.
I miss the good ol' days when we would yell at strangers from your balcony while wearing our mexican ponchos in the middle of the day.
what ever happened to our old dealer?
It's ok I'm watering my plants with a 40 in my camelback, people are staring
officially christened the dorm room by sucking my spilled drink off the floor. tastes like homee
He makes me want to shower. It must be love.
After i finished him. He goes "youre a champion"... Then whispers "forever"
He handed me a beer to drink as he went down on me. I want to keep him
We're making a scrapbook of dick pics, you want in or what?
He called out my ex's name during sex.
Alex is a pretty common unisex name.
It was the same Alex. I asked.
What was the name of that sleazy asshole I'm not allowed to sleep with?
Omg I just smoked and it was the end so I basically got resin and death, my throat feels like the twilight vampire description of their thirst for blood
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