I swear to god he was trying to crawl under my door last night muttering "I'm Alex Mac! I'm Alex Mac!"
I wanna be on tlc
Impossible. You are neither fat, fertile or fashionless.
I'm just not sure how to initiate the "do you want to have sex with my boyfriend and I" conversation
we went to the store to buy cookie dough and conditionally went straight towards the booze
you tried to pee on a squirrel and everyone saw. you've got some serious untagging to do
I mean, I'm twenty four years old and I've never paid for my own drink. You can't say that any of your ex girlfriends boobs are THAT great.
Im tired as fuck but i cant leave him here like this i gave him the acid and i feel the responsibillity to put his mind back together its fun im an architect about to about to construct a whole new belief and moral system inside this soul. Talk about the best psychothearpy
But seriously he was like a god with his hands. My vagina feels annointed.
I am honored my friend, to hold the decision of what enters your body
I just took the soggiest of beer shits and all i have to eat is shredded cheese and more beer. I need an adult.
Oh and apparently something happened that was related to "THIS IS SPARTA" but no one will tell me what I did.
So I'm going to blame my boobs hurting on that.
So, what my linguistics project should really be called is "I happen to sleep/makeout with a lot of bilinguals and am now using them to help me graduate"
Went to bed in my room fully clothed, woke up naked in the kitchen with the dog looking unamused.
I haven’t taken my socks off in over 36 hours. I should add that to my bumble profile.
I'm wearing men's underwear
I don't know what to do with that information...
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