Just got yelled at by a priest...again.
I think he may have overheard our "how much coke would you fuck me for" conversation last night...
Dude you has no fucking this poptart
What?
I dont know to explain this.
While he was going down his phone rang and he answered saying I'll call you later I'm eating.
I don't talk to her anymore. I lit her birthday presents on fire. Who the fuck puts candles that close to tissue paper?
The trip involved octopus tentacles coming from the little holes in my TV's speakers. The beauty of the nonexistant symbolism had me in tears.
I know it's early but when you wake up can you please validate my life and tell me I'm not just a drunk idiot.
He asked me if the reason I slept around is because I grew up in a broken home. I am so done fucking Christians.
The plan is that you eat an edible first, then pressure your dad to do one. You know you are down.
I may have tried to encourage people to play a new game I invented last night. I called it Super Quarters. Like regular quarters, only using an AA medallion.
summer in europe = liver of steel
I accept that challenge.
I think I fucked the doubts about us out of him
I missed you last night. I'm sure he will never forget the night i sang my heart will go on into his penis like a microphone
He has a syndrome called asshole. And it flares up 24/7.
Nobody cheats on THIS.
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