Tell your sister I'm no fool. Or at least romanticize the notion of the fool.
I puked in a mailbox on the way back from your house.
so after morning sex, she rolled a joint and turned on sports center
you might have found the rare bro goddess. i thought they were myth
my dealer just handed me my weed in a pink easter egg
And PS thanks for calling it my "sexual liberation" and not "slut fest 2010: part deux!"
Just puked up hair, tacos and vodka. Hello Memorial Day weekend.
You just handed me your ATM card and wrote your PIN number on a dollar bill and said "for bail money."
hr gave me pretxwk salad and a doubke shot of grey goose. i approve! tou guys are a beautidil couple.
Why have her stay eight hours when I only last eight minutes?
I'm pretty sure when you walk down Broadway and can pick out people you've slept with.. It might be a problem. I'm leaving for rehab tomorrow.
I think you're going to have to drive me to white haven. I don't know if my brain can handle having my mom drop me off at a strip club.
You can achieve whatever you wish in your imagination with some help from drugs
You seem to be avoiding the poop question. How did you poop on your hand?
He sent me a dick pic from a port-o-potty in Boston. If that's not love Idk what is.
Snorted a dorito chip for 1$. Cross that off the bucket list.
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