So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
And I just remember seeing him for the first time and being like, who is this ape of a man? Like legit he could be the missing link
it went kinda like vodka, childhood memories, screaming/cursing, fist fight, tears, broken shit, passing out. in that order. tis the season.
just had wine and brownie batter for dinner. Single life is good
we're about an hour out, how's the weather?
cloudy with a chance of strippers and cocaine, you're favorite. welcome home.
No that's sign language, not a drinking game. I tried to join
In case any of you were wondering, kyle is alive. He also intends to do the same thing tommorow night and the night after.Goodnight everyone
Just found out my 21st birthday is on a Wednesday. The possibilities are cheap, as well as endless.
Hahah fuuuck, bag pipers played around me while I threw up. Literally
I went by my nickname in rehab. It made it feel more like summer camp.
I texted him a series of texts in which the first letters of each text spelled out "WE SHOULD HAVE SEX". If that's not dedication to the dick, I don't know what is
It's official. I have spent more money on weed than on textbooks this semester.
You spent the entire night trying to catch pigeons and hugged a homeless guy and then gave him a pregnancy test.
I have dined. Now I want to get fucked.
With a word you would own me. At your command I would walk to your house completely naked.
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