She was not exactly lady-like. Down there.
What a fucking waste of an outfit
He's sitting on the floor holding his bracket and crying, literally crying... he just keeps saying "Kansas how could you?" over and over
Dude I still wanna know who I had sex with on new years eve
Help. All alone. Room is. Changing colors. Dance party 2010, but without dancing.
It's like being the dunk pilot of a plane full of pornstars and drunkenness.
Looking for the remote in the couch. Finding Adderall beads. Considering utilizing.
We have a guy passed out in the bathroom with one of our pots. Not sure if he's your friend so I let him be
I have stripper ass cheeks all over my glasses
You're alright. You just passed out while we were having sex. Then I'm pretty sure you peed. So I went home.
I spent the day drinking wine and meditating. I'm zen as fuck.
I can't help the fact that i'm turned on by white boys that look like Jesus
We went to Olive Garden so high we didn't talk and managed to be awkward enough for the waiter to ask if it was our first date
If you need me I'll be getting drunk in a chewbacca onsie like a real adult.
I sure hope so...I wonder if he could tell in that email that I'm really good at blow jobs. Hopefully he heard that tone. Any means necessary.
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