What does it say about me that the type of guy that throughly entertains me for the longest time without me feigning interest is a: Recovered drug addict (like white people drugs) with a slight drinking problem, a fear of commitment, hella sarcastic and a bitch
Remember gays, girls and everyone besides men with unwashed asses:
If they have to say its chilled it's definitely not babes that man is serial killer.
Run and don't forget to hydrated cuties.
Not me hustling for an uber home from a crack head's Airbnb at 10.45, when check out is at 11.
They said keep your enemies close but this seems personal now babes.
Do you know what struggle nobody talks about. Being the last at the party with an awkward host.
Meanwhile, your main bitch is tripping on some hectic indoor.
Have you ever thought about how some people will look completely unprepared in a selfie. But they are alone. Which would logically mean they were the one who took the photo.
You get me ? Like who surprised who?
Why do lecturers feel the need to include their small talk sessions in the recording of the lecture?
Mam. I'm not HR. It's not my business why you're going on leave.
Stay focused please. We don't have the time.