We drank from noon till 5 am, there was adderall and nice jews involved it was just crazy
I couldn't tell if he was hitting on me or if he was just mentally challenged.
Best text conversation ever. Other than the one we had about using blood for lube.
The only thing I have to prove last night happened is a fireman's hat full of puke.
Balcony sex scratched the shit out of my phone. Whups.
If i spent $300 & took that thing home i would hate myself today.
My near death experience also doubled as my coming out story
they all just nodded
So I'm at that stage in my life where I am stalking my stalker just to get laid
Yeah even if I got stabbed it would be worth it
I'm over being sad. I'm now onto thinking about all the ways in which he is a total fuckwaste
let’s face it, me joining a co-ed soccer league is like, 33% motivated by my crotch seeking a healthy outlet
Some days, I wish I could get a hug from a furry muppet
Just got up.... With the club stamp on my ass.... How did it got there????
You were so fucked you introduced me to a pile of Laundry
I wondered why I slept in the front room
At least he uses his lack of impulse control for chaotic good instead of chaotic evil
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