Hey its my first time.
I think you mean "it's my first time"
You know it's time to leave Spain when you are back and forth between Skype and a Spanish dictionary trying to figure out out to say "I can still smell you on my skin."
I'm drinking till I'm someone else's problem
just read twilight to her over the phone, while in the bathtub, candlelight...i'd love to say no homo but that was so gay.
Careful when you walk in I'm laying by the door.
Underwear, t-shirt, bottle of Pinot Grigio and Golden Girls. I've hit a new level of homosexual.
My hope for you over spring break is that you can be some disease free girl's random spring break mistake.
We picked up some guys dressed as shamrocks at taco bell. I will text you with further information.
You used up your allotted blow job minutes for the month of April last night anyways
WHY DIDN'T YOU INVITE ME TO RUN THROUGH TACO BELL'S SPRINKLERS AT 4AM?!
I'm approaching homosexuality at an increasingly alarming rate with each break up.
I seriously just drove by a man walking down the street wearing hospital scrubs, an 80s track jacket, gold necklace and carrying a flute.
I mean, I introduced myself as "the after party". I think he knew early in the night he was in for a bangathon.
drinking vodka out of a wine glass to feel a little bit classier about myself.
Vocabulary what?!? Shakespeare is my bitch.
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