We fish bowled my car and anna told us a story about time travel and part of it had people melted into the side of a boat and i imagined them being melted into my car moaning in pain and then we got scared and thought zombies were outside and couldn't leave for a while.
Cleveland boys shit in their own pumpkins in their own living room. Got pictures to prove it.
Somehow after we left in 3 different cars to all go to different places we still all ended up in the emergency room
ALL CAPS CUZ ITS SERIOUS SHAME.
I pull out like 90% of the time, but that's just to make art.
Quick question, when did I develop feelings, and how can I make them go away?
That's two questions.
I woke up smelling like chlorine with a broke toe. They know how to fucking party on lake lanier.
I feel like I got ass raped in the brain.
Who has the safety vest from this past weekend Additionally, who has the dancemaster glove?
Roomie questionaires don't ask any of the important questions like "how do you feel about one night stands" and "will you judge me post-walk of shame"
I feel so bad for your roommate
He'll only communicate through snapchat with pictures of him holding his cat or his dick. Bit of Russian roulette opening them in public but I did it anyway.
I'm eating a subway sandwich in the bathtub because I don't want to move. God bless boys from Brooklyn
My pants are on and I'm pretty sure I tried to throw them at someone.
He uses Bing as his search engine...but he's great in bed. So obviously I'm torn.
idk i just feel really unsatisfied. like something's missing from my life... maybe it's chicken nuggets...
I mean...if Marco gets pregnant, it is either the spawn of Satan or the second coming of Christ (neither of which I want in my life). So let's just hope that he doesn't grow a womb and that we don't have to consider either option.
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