Hahaha, sighhhh...I texted him to no response. It's a shame, really...I would gladly exchange my body for pizza rills.
I'm just sayin. Is it sad that I spent my last dollar on a hamburger just to get a paper bag to huff out of?
I don't know what's more sad having a rewards account at a liquor store or already racking up 273 dollar points since january
Another night, another sound of my neighbor almost having an orgasm.
And she used to have such long ones. Sad.
Correct me if I'm wrong but the photo album titles "cause I've been drankin" and "baby jessica" should not belong to the same person.
Her brother is deaf.
no wonder she was so good with her hands
I passed out on my porch last night. I'm still making it to class. This is what growing up means.
I feel like god wrote up a contract of my life, and i just signed off on that shit without reading the fine print.
How am I supposed to be friends with him when there's an exact replica of his dick in my underwear drawer?
I think he was trying to tie my clitoris in a knot with his tongue. So awful.
Imagine cans of beer raining. Like not hitting you and hurting you. Just gently falling into your hand whenever you're sad
It's like they're playing jeopardy and the category is "things that make women dry."
Remember Christopher who always sends me pictures of his penis? Look to your right, boy in the blue.
it's not rock bottom until you fall down an escalator on the way home from a hookup and have to have you dad come pick your drunkass up at 3am. Adulthood.
And change of plans today, I'm gonna lay in bed and eat taco bell and try not to die. Brazilians another day.
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