Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
And, I saw Emily's panties. How? She doesn't sit like a lady.
my iphone just auto-corrected drink to drnknghhhg...
Well.. considering he unknowingly dated a prostitute, I consider myself the winner in that break up.
I puked all over his apartment, then slept with the skinniest girl here. Which isn't saying much in Ohio.
i watched you ride a mechanical penis. nothing is awkward between us anymore.
Pretty sure the cab driver can even smell the sex coming from between my legs
I want to play lord of the rings tonight. And by that I mean get really drunk, potentially lost, and go trekking through the woods or climbing shit. I want all of you there. You are the fellowship. This is a mass text. I am insanely high.
Him naked in my bed with a bottle of vodka in one hand, a pipe in the other, and a rose in his mouth.
I just got St Patricks day and the day after St Patricks day off, wich I'm pretty sure is as close to a raise as I'll ever get.
Stocking up on Wasabi powder. Nobody's tampons are safe.
I'm sitting next to the guy that peed in our drying machine
It's a special kind of bond when your gay brother takes pics of you topless at a frat party.
The last thing I need is a possessed urethra.
Only I would get an underage 24 hours before turning 21.
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