your room smells of hookers.
And success
I think he may have called me a bar rat, jokingly. I said i was but in a non-trashy way.
There's a hand-carved wooden bong in my backpack, and i really wish i could remember last night now.
I need you to come over. Im crying, day drinking and working out simultaneously.
i'm not a hellocoptur, but youer in a dorm ans im un a dorm
I have the coolest burn here. Everyone is taking my picture. I'm like a celebrity of the burn victims.
its like the body should be a temple but we treat it like a kmart
Anything you tell me within three minutes of an orgasm isn't even being recorded in my head.
Really? And is this the kinda party we talked about earlier?
Yup. It's just me crying in a closet eating soup
remember how i yelled at you for inviting that coke dealer to the party?! i found the $100 bill they were snorting with in the couch.
..new slutty dresses or booze? i won't even waste time with the i told you so.
Please collect your boy friend. He semi-passed out on the couch and trying to grab bums as people walk by. Anyone's bum, he's not choosy.
Do the molecules within bourbon change when mixed with a cola to form a superior liquid treat?
P.s. I wore your shirt today and it has your blood all over it, but I am at a funeral home and they are using embalming fluid to get your blood stains out right now.
Idk I think he's weird but he's also from Wisconsin so that might have something to do with it.
I despise everything about her. Except her tits.
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