Hey, kurt drew a penis on you and wrote my innotals. I had nothing to do a/ that.
Is it morally objectionable to repay my debt to society with drug money?
we're drinking boxed wine and eating string cheese. It's like a wine tasting for poor people.
I lost of the blow last night. Found it later in my bag labeled Fairy Dust.
Sooo sorry about that. And crying. And comparing my life to a duck
he calls his bong barack obonga, commander in kief. i found where i belong.
Mom just apologized for her lack of a gag reflex not being genetic.
I think I might stay on campus instead of going home for thanksgiving and see how many townies I can hook up with and no one will be around to judge
I'm in Burlington Coat Factory. This place'd be great if you were on E. There're so many textures...
I'm kinda hoping that if I rub the right object, a genie will come out
We knew we were dealing with a pro when some random guy at the bar thew you over his shoulder and you still didn't spill your drink
Strangely enough, that's not the first time that's happened
some how during sex we caught an ENTIRE pillow on fire. A WHOLE PILLOW.
And you said I'm not athletic, I rubbed one out with my sports band on, it's the same as walking 1/4 mile.
My life has hit a new low, I just licked MDMA of someone's bed.
That jawline could fucking have its way with me.
If I lock her out of the apartment right now would the neighbors have grounds to sue?
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