Hey, kurt drew a penis on you and wrote my innotals. I had nothing to do a/ that.
He was legit dry humping me to the sportscenter theme song, awkward i think SO.
i woke facing the corner with my computer and i had googled "how to put out a fire" i am so scared to turn around
you know you go to a catholic school when you are rollin a joint with matthew 14:1-12
she's using the space heater to try to heat up a pop-tart...
I'm fighting fire with fire. When my parents interrogate me about what I was doing last night, I tell them the truth. Every disgusting, awkward detail. I'm 23 now and they need to get used to it.
We'll find out our level of friendship after tonight. You'll be helping me move a body. My body.
Well, we broke up and instead of putting my shit out on the curb like a normal person, she fucking donated everything to Goodwill. So now I have to pay two dollars for one of my own t shirts.
But in today's society it's frowned upon not to wear pants in public.
My ladyscape is the envy of many and the shangrila of few. I will display it proudly.
if anyone knows where my shirt is please let me know and if you know why I don't have my own shirt please also let me know. also do any of you know why I'm missing a bra wire?
I imagine it like the scene in Sorceror's Stone, but instead of flying keys, it's flying dicks.
That is a dream.
He uses Bing as his search engine...but he's great in bed. So obviously I'm torn.
He told me that he's proud of our abnormalcy as a couple. I think it's the most romantic thing he's ever said.
Also at one point I told him to say my name and it took him like 5 seconds to remember.
home. only unpacked the necessities...contact case and beer.
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