I can't remember if we talked about feelings. Fuck you Miller High Life.
she likes to give head while listening to britney spears, getting blown by a girl with headphones on is a nice level of separation
She punched my vomit. In midair. Back into my mouth.
The baby slept soo good last night. Its like he knows the importance of me being intoxicated all weekend.
Judging by the crutches in the living room I take it you two are fine and we aren't going out tonight?
Also, turning on the light this morning was a 3 step process. Way too hungover.
If graduating leads me to stop getting naked at inappropriate times in public places I'm going to be pissed
we should look into getting a golf cart for the weekend. i have a feeling legs wont be a sufficient source of transportation.
We fucked to the rythmn of the thunder, it was magical
I want to wear Christmas sweaters with you.
so I found out I could dislocate my shoulders on demand while I was trippin on e last night...
If I was a guy I'd keep a condom in my pocket, in my wallet, in my backpack, in my car, in my shoe, behind my fucking ear
I am descending into that finals week rage fueled by ramen, mountain dew and bad sex is what's up.
Do you have feelings for this penis?
can we not speak foreign languages when I'm on drugs
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