So pretty much, I was trying to piece last night together and remembered a point where I was pointing to you heart then touching your face. I'm not sure that I ever translated that to "I like your personality better than your looks" but that's what I meant
he told me it was because of the roids, but i couldn't tell if he meant ster or hem.
The last thing I remember is funneling tequila out of a pink noodle.
please don't text me until you can spell three letter words again.
Give me the approximate price and I'll give you the equivalence in blowjobs.
The other night after we fucked we talked about Lowe's vision insurance. Never fuck a coworker.
Hahahaaa There's this one girl crying hysterically and wrapped around (i believe) her ex's leg. He's trying to shake her off without spilling his beer. This is fucking priceless.
I fucking give up. OKC is where small penises go to disappoint me.
Now in just stoned listening to my dads philosophical idea about public transit
My 12 o'clock class is an all star team of my ex's hook ups
You know what I realized today? That my biggest regret of freshman year was ditching you and that foam party to have a one night stand with a skinny jean wearing vocal major.
I am concerned for your priorities but also really flattered. Flattery wins
I gave him the white girl "you spilled my psl look" and walked away
He stood next to me peeing as I was puking behind a car in the parking lot, telling me how much he loved me. On the other hand, he loves me!
For the love of god, if any of you are up, bring me pants.
sooo, that video of you eating lasangna with the strobe going magically reappeared on my phone
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