Hey dude. Went to the hospital. Call me when you get up
Buhtt sex?
i need a wealthy benefactor or a cocktail job. or to start stripping. or kill myself. whatever.
Oh. Im drinking alone in a banana costume. Every time youre feeling down, i want you to think of me right now and know that your life is better than mine.
The required reading for this week is a paper about birds called great tits. Let's see my TA keep a straight face through this discussion.
Am I allowed to say that I would really enjoy blowing you again? Or does that fall into the "nothing changes between us" catagory?
I remember desperately screaming that I love my life and running in zig zags all the way home
Did you leave your blow razor here? I need it for crafts.
I would compare it to a jeffrey but in smoothie form. More drugs in here than Bobby Brown's sock drawer.
I swear you won't find cereal in your washer machine again.
This day took a left turn at "This is your going away party, I got a bunch of blow."
Ask him to BK for an ice cream cone and do him in the car. That counts as a date
I lick assholes and I wouldn't eat mdma
They are like untrained puppies reaking havoc on a newly furnished house. Out of control.
You just compared our vaginas to a newly furnished house...I can dig it.
I'm literally about to create a tinder account. Just so someone drives me to get food.
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