He had an itunes playlist named "def not Glee season 1" which contained all of Glee season 1
Would we rather be in rehab with the drug addicts or the girls with low self esteem?
friends with benefits? more like friends with awkward sexual tension
walking through the french quarter. a homeless guy just offered me a pigeon. gotta love new orleans.
when you tell me you got me a birthday present, I have to assume it will show up in a drug test.
My brain is like scrambled eggs. If scrambled eggs were trying to escape out of my skull through my forehead.
Well I can't be held accountable to know every which time you slid a finger here or slid a finger there. I'm way too busy getting close to climaxing to document these things.
I woke up while eating peanut butter from a jar. I don't think I should be social today.
I woke up to pizza pinned to my wall. So that's that.
Moral of the story: fuckboys never change
is buying liquor on my lunch break too aggressive?
Marrying her is the worst scenario of any. That includes death and zombies.
It's like the drive of shame on fucking Christmas. Happy birthday Jesus
Last night I made out with two lesbians while dancing with another girl. I'm pretty sure it wasn't even real life.
Is it still sex if there's no nudity, no orgasms, but the neighbors bang on the wall and ask you to stop? I've honestly forgotten.
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