its not stalking. its research.
You stuck the head of a rubber chicken you found in her house up your ass and then started running around her living room. Naked.
The project manager just came into talk to me for the first time and I had justed googled best drum solo ever and couldn't X out of the screen.
Welcome to my life. currently drinking beer through two straws. easier/faster that way.
okay I may or may not have wrapped my body pillow up in your t-shirt and sprayed it with your axe and am now spooning with it.
again? I'm starting to get a little creeped out now.
just threw up on my speech test, so much for a great semester
Just went through campus. In the span of 2 min I saw 4 places I've had sex. And thats just down one street. Man do I miss college.
I'm pretty sure I swallowed a whole condom
My boss just told me not to come back to work if I decide to drink. Challenge accepted.
THERE IS SOMEONE IN MY CAR MILKING HERSELF AND TELLING ME TO TRY IT
Going through my bras is like traveling back in time through my past hookups and relationships....
Just to clarify, I'm still tripping balls
On an unrelated note, I've come up with a theory of everything
I am descending into that finals week rage fueled by ramen, mountain dew and bad sex is what's up.
Yes. He better. Or I will shave a penis into his beard while he sleeps.
Justin has passed out on the toilet in a locked stall. Stay tuned for pics.
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