WHY DIDN'T ANYON E TELL ME SHE WAS SIXTEEN
fuck dude i blacked out on a tuesday. what am i doing with my life?
Winning.
How much cunt could a cunt bag punch if a cunt bag could punch cunt?
I can't believe we just used the phrase "jizz to juice ratio" in casual conversation.
hes trying to draw the periodic table on his chest with a sharpie. i'm not sure how thats going to help him on his chem final, but he keeps shouting "this is how the pros do it"
disregard all texts ive sent you minus taco motherfucking bell
you sat in the middle of your kitchen floor feeding your dog blueberries one by one
Meet me at the corner of "what the fuck" and"how'd you get in my bed" in 10 minutes.
Chapter 6 - how to lose your underwear in chicago
Somewhere between yelling how am I gonna make it to my flight and more titie shots I stopped caring
Rather than admit to myself he's hooking up with her right now, I choose to believe that he's not responding because he's masturbating to my picture, distraught over his poor choice, and trying to forget about the one that got away with a heavy dose of meth.
It sounds like heaven mixed with world peace and orgasms. The acoustics in this car are awesome. Or it's the weed idk either way it's great
i don't even know why we got arrested this time. i think the cops just like our company at this point
Her ex wouldn't stop texting her so she started replying with various pictures of Britney spears's breakdown
You snapped me at 3am drunk laying on your floor asking if I knew how we couldn't have predicted the housing crisis.
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