so when I got there he was dressed as jesus in a recliner drinking whiskey out of the bottle watching spanish porn. Then kept shouting dont judge me or ill judge you. we didn't even go to a halloween party.
When we woke up, I asked if we could play "what does your name rhyme with".....he said 'bave' thank god it was easy
dude thats like the second time shes peed on the couch at a party. we cant invite her anymore
you kept going on about how you couldnt haven been the one throwing up because you were peeing in circles.
she's a kindergarten teacher now. The teacher desks are the perfect height for fucking. I'm delaying the break up a few weeks.
I'm pretty sure the guy she brought home is a polish porn star..
I kind of feel like BP. I'm dressed in green and absolutely horrible for the environment.
Rosemary is literally sitting on the ground holding on to the rug because she thinks she is going to fall if she lets go. We smoked way too much.
This guy smells like mr Rogers puppets and I don't know how to deal with it
I am going to go back to drinking and listneing to Hanson now. Maybe crying. Or perhaps Full House reruns
I can hear the pillow talk now, "how many condoms did you bring? Good, put them all on,"
You have the most beautiful penis I've ever seen. I never thought penises were meant to be beautiful, but you proved me wrong
we didn't have sex though. because i have the will power of an ox.
These guys are just fucking with my heart instead of fucking me. They're fucking up.
Not sure she's stomping around my apartment muttering incoherently about wanting to speak to the colonel
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