I had a dream last night that I was the one that killed Biggie
I would have been "that girl" at the party last night if it wasn't for that girl who puked in the potted plant...
The guy drove to our house at 6am to sell us weed. Now that's customer service.
I think misery doesn't even think of me as company anymore. I'm an unofficial roommate.
im the poster child for why you shouldnt play beer pong with wine.
I am dressing up to go buy weed. I need to get out more.
I just saw someone EAT a flashcard out of frustration. Finals suck.
Doors open. I'm laying in bed watching caddy shack and drinking a vodka tonic.
And I'm out of vodka so bring vodka or 2013 will blow ass
He said he wanted to start giving out "sex souvenirs". I got a poster with a penguin on it.
I don't fucking know. I'm out stimulating the economy. Not locked in a room with a marker board.
Oh at the liquor store again?
We just saw two bitche in pink capris jazzercising down the road. On Thanksgiving.
He came on my favorite pants. He is dead to me.
Being an adult can't be all bad. I just took a vacation day solely to sit around and get stoned
there is glitter all over my balls
He stopped mid sex to say he was sorry that he couldn't make us work.continued. Stopped again to ask if it was crazy that he loved me.
That is not what no strings attached sex is about.
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