omg omg i just fucked paul. i need to stop doing this kind of thing.
wait, who's paul?
exactly.
i dont think there is any level of not caring that i havent covered in the last month
Oh my god. I just envisioned myself eating panda meat. I need to get out of this class.
im starting to measure my showers by the number of beers i drink while im in there.
Since when is my name a synonym for head?
Just found two Xanax on the floor at the tanning bed. And yes, Im taking them...looks like going to get cancer is paying off
we seriously had to hang a plastic bag on his ears so he could throw up right into it.
he pretended not to hear me say our safety word. how do you think I feel?
Home safe. Psyche shattered. Still rolling. In love with the morrocan rug in the living room.
I've just never had a dinner guest strut in, go directly to my bathroom, vomit.. then come out demanding whiskey and food.
But apparently I got kicked in the head by a stripper at some point
I have fuck me eyes 4/5 people agree. It's like doctors or dentists but with ppl who have lots of sex and know these things.
I feel like that's something that he should've asked me over dinner..... instead of with his hand down my pants? maybe not
Yeah we do. It needs to be like a good penis- long, substancial, and able to make people cry.
Was just at a stoplight and some kid was smoking a blunt and we smiled at him and he offered to pass it between cars... Only in Rockford
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