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.
Hands down the best time I've ever had barfing.
Studying for the exam.. Identifying the portraits using phrases like "large penis"
I have beard burns on my inner thighs. I'd say last night went pretty well.
Game over. He has a paternity test request on his table.
i can't understand anything he's saying. But he spells alcohol right everytime so i deciphered it.
Jen gave my number to some guy she met in NY. He sent me a picture of his weiner. He had nice shoes. I replied with a pic of bacon.
When in doubt always reply with bacon.
I would come over if there was not the impending fear of me shitting out my brains.
We got hammered last night and I woke up this morning with texts from 'iron maiden chick.' wtf?
I want to show up to tomorrow's study group looking like I got hit by a train. A train made of dicks.
I think my body knows it's dying and is just shutting down
If I could steal your goatee and hide it under my bed to keep your from wearing it, I would.
He said 'I really struggle with the sin of lust' then we proceeded to have sex. So I guess it was a perfectly executed Catholic pick up line?
Currently standing at the bus stop in just a pillowcase and its fucking snowing
Is this making any sense, because I’m puking and trying to be Philosophical right now
Randomize
