I mean I can't believe yesterday ended w/ your house getting firebombed. What an unexpected turn of events
I cant watch the real world now after jersey shore. its like trying to go back to vagina once uve had anal
I really hope I'm not the first person who's had to wash vomit off of cash and credit cards.
he knocked over the vodka and juice...picks up the cup and says "yes", takes the last sip...doesnt even worry about the mess all over the floor and we continue having sex.
Eventually the creepy theater major quirks will come out. Probably in bed. Like role playing as the Phantom of the Opera
Hne relally is a cite oerfect gome. Nes awddddddddooooome.
He told me that if his bed could talk, it'd write a medical journal. Guess it's too late to worry about that now.
He passed out naked in my bathroom, then took a shower, then passed out again and then took another shower. Last time I let my brother visit.
Also I'm very proud of th fact that I walked my dog before bed. Drunk dog walking should be an Olympic sport; it takes SKILLS.
We can just keep having sex until one of us finds someone we actually like
Oh my god. A memory of last night just came to me. One of our neighbors joked about Thomas having a big dick and I just kept shaking my head profusely.
i had an epiphany while laying on the driveway for 5 hours yesterday.
i realized i waste a lot of time
It's Jesse McGoddamn Cartney, the whole world sings that shit
WHAT IS ALL THIS WATER BOTTLE FLIPPING NONSENSE? WHAT IS LIT?
YOUTHS.
We were peeing side by side on the riverbank together and I felt like nothing brings you closer than drunken riverbank urinating so I caught her a friendship frog to wipe with since we left the tp in the canoe.
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