you dont remember trying to break dance in the middle of the casino floor on ur own throw up?
oh that explains alot.
I just creeped all your pictures on Facebook -- it was like I watched you grow up right before my eyes.
Ah that type of Dick. I think my phones trying to make me less of a whore by capitalizing Dick. That way it looks like I'm talking about a dude not penis
Using a Nedi Pot after doing lines... at least I'm a health conscious drug user?
I saw he had me in his phone as "the fat twin"
You are not allowed to borrow my car ever again. It smells like a hobo orgy happened in my backseat with a hint of onion. What did you do.
And the horses in Central Park have blankets. And Rafiki just told me "it is time" in the back of our cab.
I remember having the weirdest thoughts and thinking our room was a compass and we were in the compass or something.
We're like a dynamic duo.
Bisexual and Proud, Lesbian and Loud.
I don't care if my next phone has to run on the blood of virgin koala bears, I don't want to be scrambling for a charger.
I might have pissed in the corner of someone's shed. They have nice lawn mower.
I should become a firefighter. Who uses his cock to fight fires. Like a Superhero.
I've also stopped shaving, like, everything. I can't tell if I'm empowered or sad
It's just really funny to hear them talk about March for Life when literally every single one of those girls has had an abortion
The air taste purple.
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