My three rules on what I'm wearing tonight. Something short, something see through, and something i had sex in.
if by "adventure" you actually mean "getting ridiculously high and shaving our legs," then yes.
he kept saying that we were in ian's fun time place and then continued to act like a dinosaur.
I don't know at which point last night turned terribly, terribly wrong, but it was somewhere around Motel 6, specifically the parking lot.
You. Dating a sex offender cop. Life writes itself sometimes.
Can you please come and collect your boss off of my kitchen floor.
Boss out of town. Had 2 beers for lunch, a long walk and a bowl...and then in he comes. Blamed obvious intoxication on my pain meds. Back at the bar. This is one of those bad judgement days.
Bar selfie Saturday turned into bar nudie Saturday in a hurry. I need to delete my snapchat...
Life update - currently drunk off my ass in the yoga room of SFO at 5:30 in the morning.
You tried to steal my pants at 3am saying they were yours and somebody was gonna die, not cool dude
She touched my penis and started laughing. She did the same thing when she blew me.
I'm pretty sure that's why we have such good sex because we are secretly trying to kill each other
I have done everything sexualally imaginable with that umpalumpa
He stood next to me peeing as I was puking behind a car in the parking lot, telling me how much he loved me. On the other hand, he loves me!
God. Spice Girls is now grocery store demographic. Kill me.
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