I think he may have called me a bar rat, jokingly. I said i was but in a non-trashy way.
just looked up how to break up with someone nicely on google. glad to know im not the only one who looks up this shit.
So, do you ever feel like EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOUR FRIENDS IS INVOLVED IN A MASSIVE AND INTRICATE CONSPIRACY TO COCKBLOCK YOU AT ALL COSTS?
Well, at least he doesn't refer to you as his associate. his mattress associate
That gas station is used for only two things, picking up moonshine and getting murdered. Only two outcomes.
I've already dropped her on the ground of a crowded bar dancing , been incoherent drunk to the point i couldn't speak and came within 2 seconds all on separate evenings so at this point she should know what I'm about
So unless we're getting married, I can't see him cry AND have sex with him. It just doesn't work like that.
I got stoned and explored ice caves with a guy who photographs dildos for a living. I win.
Plus who wants to live somewhere tom jerked off? No one.
Hey, taking organic chemistry means no one is allowed to tell you you're partying too hard.
three of my fingers are bleeding and the only thing on my phone rn is a google search of 'Allison Janney'
Steven and I talked about running for office again today. It's fucked that my 3 dream jobs are marijuana bakery owner, bar owner, and president.
I am become drunk, destroyer of all worlds
he had to stop me from eating snow off the street on the way back to pick up our cars. that's how hungover i am.
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