I'm home now. bring me food and boobies
he suggested we appoligize to eachother. then do blow and painkillers & have ourselves a make-up party.
Nick just found a baggie of 3 year old shrooms in his desk drawer and downed it all with cheap white wine. I am not on vomit duty tonight.
Still waiting. He said he'd call between 2 and 10... apparently he's like the Comcast of drug dealers.
the guy next to me needed a pen, so I let him take one from my book bag. my panties are now being passed around the class...thank you for telling me you hid them in my bookbag.
His penis is literally smaller than my cell phone. I can't go out like that.
She called picking up at 2pm a matinee drug deal.
i lost his rear view mirror, your phone charger, and my lesbian virginity. 21 isn't shaping up too well so far.
Whenever there is a ShotSki involved, I have no excuse but to drink, right? It's like a rule.
Just because you graduated a semester early, doesn't mean you can take a semester off of drinking. Sorry.
I'm just gonna use that pot butter as dip for chips. That's fat, American AND stoner!
If by some world ending natural disaster I get into an actual relationship with this kid, should I tell him the truth about the web of lies I've based our current relationship on?
I'm at a loss. By loss I mean singing songs from Wicked and pretending I'm at the Oscars
In honor of Super Tuesday, we should have the sex tonight.
Like he was trying to be sexy but he had shit taste in porn so i left
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