You keep asking me questions like I have this magical thing called a memory
So theres a slight possibility i may not graduate according to planned because i was out getting laid instead of studying. And im okay with that.
Covered in glitter and dick. 2010 feels a lot like 2009.
last time i saw her she was begging the broken jukebox to play lady gaga.
He woke up, mumbled "silverware", and went back to sleep
He screamed "Hug me!" and dove into the bushes. How he gets laid every weekend is beyond me.
Dude, it's the frankincense and myrrh soap. Smelling like baby Jesus will get you laid.
She's an honest to god fucking ballerina. She did things I don't have names for.
It's hard being an adult. And by that I mean it's hard to tell the boy you like who rejected you that you can't share a room with him at white party because you don't want to see him bang other boys.
I just threw up in my front yard because my roommate was in the bathroom. Fuck New Years Day.
He is always putting motivational shit on FB. So its like i know hes sad lonely and looking at internet porn. Break up winning
Apparently fireball doesn't mix well with my no carb diet
So he noticed that I cut a half inch off of my hair. Guess who just earned himself some road head on the way to the twin cities?
A bitchslap is in order.
the girl who hid my weed when the cops came has a birthday coming up. i feel like i should get her something.
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