Don't use my boy Weezy to support your whoreish tendencies.
Her divorce is going to cut into the amount of time we spend fucking.
I'm in awe of how selfish that is.
at the hospital. he locked himself in the kitchen, said he was making beer batter shrimp. don't know if it's the mercury poisoning, alcohol poisoning or second degree burns they're holding him for, but i've got a pretty guess.
You were hanging upside down on the subway with your feet in the stirrup handle bars. the children were amused.
Best dream ever last night. You moved here. Your Spanish name meant highway. Your favorite food was styrofoam.
I don't know if I have the sustained energy level for partying hard
Not a choice. You are mistaking my comments as options. My statements are facts. This is what is happening.
Not sure if he was actually hot or hot in a "he brought a live chicken to the party" kinda way but I got his # regardless
I gave up yolo and cigarettes for lent. I owe god a sincere apology.
In conversation she brought up that she slept with Tucker Max on the UF football field
I had such a pleasant walk of shame. The sun was shining, I smiled at all the high school suckers who judged me on their way to school, and I made friends with an old guy and his dog.
Ugh. I guess I'm crying loudly or something. My mom just came in and gave me milk, chocolate, a Xanax, and her weed "for the break up blues". Her ways of affection are so odd.
I feel like emojis are just meant for explaining sex without using words to make anyone uncomfortable. It's a true gift
Never go with a hippy to a second location. I fucking hate Xanax.
Well sort of got busted by a cop while having sex outside, so your call
whatever. i just wanna get "forget my own name" wasted
no. you need to know your name so people know where to return you when you get lost.
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