I asked him if he wanted to go to my place, he said i could go but he was gonna stay
i threw up in over 4 different places last night. it was like a world tour
I'm at subway, this 8 year old kid is judging my fashion sense with his dad. I want to kill myself.
It's ok, he's just 8, he's not judging you.
He just asked why I'm sitting alone. I honestly want to cry.
im going to forcibly insert an angry corn snake into his urethra
Is it bad everytime a fat person orders fraps I want to tell them to slow their rolls
I'm sitting by the window waiting for the sun to go down so that I can start drinking.
Harry Potter. Singing. Sobering up. In that order.
once you started introducing yourself as "running-bear" i knew you were beyond fucked up
I remember nothing of last night, but I did manage to figure out which frats I went to by the trails of straw across campus.
The chlamydia really affected his face.
After it was shut down sean literally made out with four separate girls between the 100 feet to our house. It was a rampage.
But the Super Mario beer pong table is more than appropriate.
He isn't understanding any of my Fetty Wap references. He may not be a keeper after all.
I'm SO high. And there is so much pudding in this car
I woke up wearing nothing but my red thigh high socks and a blue wig. I have no idea what happened.
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