Well to be completely honest its more of a 'i wanna do things to you that your parents would not enjoy hearing about' mood
i just walked with a girl who was carrying a chair down the street. apparently she got mad at the bartender and took the bar stool when she left.
i just ate that cheese stick that was in my purse from last night.
no memory loss, but i'm unhappy with my memories
he just looked at me and whispered "these are my sea lions. my sea lions." and then went back to licking the mirror
We started hooking up and a group of freshmen outside my window started chanting my name. Encouraging yet distracting
now you know why we've never bought a 12 pack of king cobras before.
He is in the front yard trying to catch birds out of the air with a fishing net.
Why does it always end up with me crying in my car.
On a lighter note, my mom and I were playing scattergories, and for "things that you keep hidden" we both put dildo. Proof that we really are related.
I woke up at 5:47 in the morning to you peeing on my parents bedroom floor. I think we've established that you have a limit .
I just spent a solid 3 minutes trying to figure out how to send a smell through my phone
Wait, tell the rest at happy hour. I wanna be able to interrupt you with my loud cackles and stupid questions.
These morning walks of shame have became my morning jogs
Walk of shame through Chipotle? Check.
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