I'm going to let the use of the word "hella" slide considering I have sperm older than you.
all we did was drink wine and talk about how people who dont have facebook dont exist.
fyi gin and iced coffee...not my greatest invention
I have a page in my 2010 scrapbook dedicated to pictures of his cock.
i decided i'll just settle for a gay guy who can manage to fuck me like the straight guys do. but here i go again, talking about my dream man.
No. I'm wrapped up in my sheets like a burrito. Carry me
NEW INFORMATION meech found me passed out on a bench outside.
I'm going through our high school yearbook trying to find what boys I want to hook up with this summer. We graduated four years ago. That's a problem.
It's national "dress up your pet day" come over. Drugs and dressed up cats..it's the shit dreams are made of.
Adulthood is weird i just cleared a check larger than my gross income from 2011 but i also just did coke during my lunch break
the hole that the tears left- fill it with pizza
I'm committing myself to dance. Also, I'm unsure if you said space party sounded lame because dude was old, but I hope you're over it because I love space, and I love David Bowie and I love to dance, and you need to embrace this with me.
Idk I think he's weird but he's also from Wisconsin so that might have something to do with it.
So this morning when I woke up. I found my refrigerator open and no more food. It was empty, I'm home alone for the week. Where in hell did that food go?
It seems that I didn’t convey clearly enough how well and truly fucked we are, Jack. Listen to me very closely: we are DEAD.
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