so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
Steve is enlightening me on how and why u put gerbils up your ass
Are you being sarcastic? I can't tell this time because you're in the hospital.
I just found a video on my phone from last night of you yelling, "you can't fuck me!" at least 20 times
We are having a competition to see who can masterbate in the wierdest place, right now hes winning since he masterbated on his Jr. High school bus.
You climbed into the Suite next to us at the game so you could steal the half eaten hot dog someone had left on the table. That high.
I don't know how or when he is sober long enough to donate plasma
So guess who got away with telling their girlfriend she's insane multiple times in a Valentine's day card. Yup, this guy.
Worrying about "What smells like cat pee?" is so much easier than worrying about "What am I doing with my life?"
Sometimes I actually rage on Tuesday, come back, and do homework drunk and pull an all nighter.
It was all fun and games until he noticed the hickey that he hadn't given me...
I'm either a high functioning alcoholic or I'm making the most of the fact that this is the last year that its socially acceptable to be black-out drunk five days a week.
I already tell everyone in my office my bf is at the Naval academy. It slipped one time and I can't go back on it now
And then the night went full on bisexual.
I'm so happy for you. But I still have to shave because a woman has needs and this woman needs an orgasm.
Randomize
