Also, I'm sitting at a crosswalk watching two Mexican gangs fight each other. I miss you too. A lot.
You can't wash away shame.
I can try.
Having a conversation over beer pong about a threesome I participated in...it's only Wednesday
stupid gm bankruptcy made me miss the showcase showdown
Those cock suckers. We need to know who's winning the hot tub and the vacation to the alps
I wish I could still say I don't know that you taste like bad ice cream.
thats the last time I fuck a piece of fruit on camera for him.
We were making out in the bushes when some dude comes and starts peeing beside us.
When we found you, you were using the bottle of Captain as a pillow...with a note on your forehead that said don't wake up the champion.
He made off the wall shots in beer pong, stuck the girls dog in a cooler, and played with swords with her mom. I wish I got his name
I'll make a Jello mold of your face so everyone can get drunk off your face
I thought he wouldn't talk to me again. You know, what's that saying "why buy the cow when you can fuck it six hours after meeting"
Will you push me around in a wheel chair, introduce me to people, and say nothing as I get up and walk away?
Why is there a video on my phone of us trying to snort a line of Reeces Pieces with you chanting "This is how fat girls party"?
Is it weird that I want to have sex wearing my glasses and lab coat while having an actual scientific discussion?
Signs of a stoner: trying everything in your fridge topped with peanut butter to seek satisfaction.