please tell me I'm in your upstairs bedroom. Just google mapped myself and I have no idea where I am.
Have you ever had champagne poured on you during sex? It was like a rap video
I mean, he's dancing back and forth between pathetically sad and massively fucking creepy.
So I ate yogurt with the back of my toothbrush. I feel like I've officially been initiated into college.
in the middle of it he kept shouting: im going to be masturbating to this for the rest of my life
These headphones make me feel like I'm sitting on John Mayers lap and he's singing just to me. I picture like a pitch black room with a single spotlight on us. Also, convinced Kyle to give me percocet soo.
He taped the number 420 over all of his clocks
The cabbie told us to at least pretend we weren't doing coke while he was driving
Also I'm sitting home alone with a big ass bowl of marshmallows right now just eating. It's so sad.
Also, horsecock action starts in about a month. Have you prepared yourself yet?
I've actually, minus lsat night have actually changed my drinking habits
Whatever it's Canadian jail, it's not like Guatemala or something. It'll be nice and cushy and they'll probably throw him a big bday party with all his friends and strippers
If she wants experimental lesbian sex, i call dibs
WINE AND FILM. TALK ABOUT AN UPGRADE FROM NETFLIX AND CHILL.
I just watched two birds fight or fuck. It was crazy. Another bird was watching closer and I know that bird understood what was happening better than me.
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