I found the seven page love letter I had written you. I'm sorry i was so obsessed.
around noonish you got carried out for spitting water and throwing cups at old people...
Sooo sorry about that. And crying. And comparing my life to a duck
Yo, if someone calls you asking for John Stamos, just go with it.
We were sitting in my backseat and he just kept biting me and telling me we weren't at the zoo...
you called your neighbor "slutsauce" then passed out on the stairway. not even sure why, but props to you.
Im 95% ready to shit behind 711
Steve is gonna hang his bear rug on the wall because he doesn't trust us not to have sex on it...
Also I've decided that I'm buying the next friend of mine who is dumb enough to get married a live porcupine as a wedding present.
Today in French class my teacher was singing "what does the fox say" so i started answering in similar satanic ritual noises
He's like a hurricane
a drunk, sexist, hurricane
i'm just really offended he didn't want to have breakup sex. like that was the only thing i was really looking forward to
Oh good, bag of butt plugs is in my predictive text now
Typing the whole thing out was getting to be such a chore
Does she know she is talking to people who slam shots of fireball and chase it with vodka?
He had a hook in his ceiling. I think I'm in love!
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