anddddddddddddd remember the day you graduated and when we sat and draw the "douche" list. and oh god the times you guys would force me into starbucks. and the "yow"ing at the warped tour. and all the puke on my car. numerous times. by numerous people. and clean ups the next day. and me teaching you how to drive. and when we'd drive around and scream at people walking on the street. and how my horn ran out of honkness because we honked it at people so much. and when i lost my damn sandals at that one big party where i pushed brian deam down the stairs. a lot of times. and fucking rocky with the stupid ass leash on. and your brother with the stupid ass "rocky" shirt. when we drove to orlando and tried to scare mike by screaming but it didn't work. me sneaking into your class and pretending to be visiting from new york. and when jimmy would be driving and we'd stick straws and cheetos in his ears. snorting pixie sticks in publix parking lots.
don't have it with here. no one is the same. repetition is bad news. but we can change that.
callmecallmecallmecallme fridayyyyyyyy because i'm gonna go to travis' party with you fellas.<333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333
don't have it with here.
no one is the same.
repetition is bad news.
but we can change that.
callmecallmecallmecallme fridayyyyyyyy because i'm gonna go to travis' party with you fellas.<333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333
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