problem. drunk. stepbrother hitting on me again. help.
not only are you not the girl i fell in love with, but from the looks of it, you ate her
after everytime she pucked, she insisted on us all giving her high fives
i feel like pocahontas...the disney character not from real chance of love
Whats the count minus fat chicks?
I vaguely remember taking a shit behind the shed before I started puking over the fence. No more Xanax.
you're expensive. Idk about all this. What happened to free make outs?
Sobriety and mild self-respect
I would say I'm the man in the relationship but I'm cuddled on the couch eating cake mix and water.
well hes been the bathroom for like 15 mins so he either feels comfortable enough to puke/ shit in my apartment or he escaped out the window
I just had to take my laptop away from him because he was on Amazon and had 20 Seahawks garden gnomes in his cart.
Just participated in the saddest thing: Cheetos. Handjob. I have lost at life
But I've also made plans to crash a black tie event wearing a storm trooper helmet. I think I've found the love of my life..
I'm fine with our borderline lesbian behavior.
Oh, and let me go get some popcorn, watching you make your own decisions should be quite the shitshow.
I'm worried about us. We are almost 30 and we still drink jaeger bombs till we black out. Wait, no I'm not. I'm excited about us.
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