Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
no weekend plans? you're practically married
just without the last name or joint bank account
i'd advise against both
We fucked twice, I went to the bathroom to freshen up, and came back to him playing "Your Body is A Wonderland" on his guitar naked in my bed.
i dont think duct tape can fix my g spot
lets call myth busters
This is the way my sobriety ends: Not with a bang, but with a whimper.
Until last night, I had never actually thrown up ON a sandwich
No one will ever love me with the amount of puke on my hand
I'd be there a lot sooner if these damn stairs would stop moving.
Did you make me take pictures of your ass last night because you fucked on some wet paint or did i dream that?
I came back to consciousness and found myself sitting in a beanbag chair petting a 2 month old husky with one hand and eating an oreo Klondike bar with the other. This almost makes me forgive blackout lisa for making out with that chubbs at the xmas party
Do you think there are two dudes living in an apartment somewhere that go to the store and call it Brocery shopping?
Oh god...probably.
Pretty sure this ice cream truck is following me.
Your ex roommate is making out w the kid who pees on floors and it's kinda funny
In other news I was masturbating last night and came really fucking hard to the thought of yelling at a customer....
He brought me another shot of rum, ice and my underwear when I woke up.
What a gentleman.
I KNOW, right?!
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