i seriously hope you fucking die....you are the worst.
SHit! Sorry, sent to wrong person
I don't understand how anyone could look at him and think, 'Yeah, that's a good idea.'
there are certain things about getting into a cab to go home at 630 am that make me feel like a prostitute.
we're making bets on your personal life
Lmao. We just snorted some mystery powder uriah found packged up in my car, that i know has been in there almost a year... Its adventure time.
I'm not sure which is more depressing, the fact that the hospital is making me put together a living will before surgery, or that all i'll be leaving behind is 25k in student loan debt
As far as drugs go, alcohol has all the elegance and precision of hitting yourself in the head with a hammer.
Bartenders are not toys. I repeat, bartenders are not toys.
Yeah its great. Whenever we want a new bowl we hand it to Trevor and he clears it in one hit. Definitely one of the benefits to having a swimmer in your circle.
Also, I'm going to TRY and be casual this weekend, but really, we need to be serious about equally dividing our time between party and bullshit.
And by pregame I mean drink heavily and watch Russian dash cam car crash vids
It's 3 am and I'm buying cat food and batteries for my vibrator. Good thing I shaved my legs for this.
drinks after work?
that question mark offends me.
You used his ass cheeks to demonstrate how to play the bongos and he still called you the next day. That's true love.
Mid-fucking he screams "YOU CAN'T VOTE FOR TRUMP"
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