I have the worst wedgie. Seriously. Its horible. And there are people everywhere around me.
Slide your hand down the back of your pants and shift to the side slowly
...are you coming on to me?
Drinking Grey Goose on the toilet. Don't make me graduate.
I'm still reeling over the fact that you beat us all at Risk while you were flat on your ass drunk and falling asleep on South America.
it's gotten to the point where there are no existing good choices. even our good choices are bad choice by anyone's standards but ours.
He's only going to be gone for two weeks
That's two months in gay whore years.
Will you judge me if i do shots in my basement closet first? No? Okay good
It's not really the holidays until I raid the medicine cabinet. Happy hydrocodone to me
And a merry methadone to all
you know that feeling on acid where you think the world stops just to fuck with you? That's what it felt like.
No just a slight sexual miscommunication which led to a little (lot) vomiting by one party and a bruised sternum on the other party involved.
I can't even make a guess how that goes.
Well. Now I feel like I put pants on for nothing.
Same encounter she body slammed me to the floor and than humped me
I may not have my dignity, pride or sanity but I have my pants.
New goal find someone I love enough to use these Japanese pancake flavored condoms on
he was almost the father of your baby, you should let him take you to dinner
So Blakes coming home... so if youre like fingerbanging the shit out of yourself on the kitchen table...wrap it up
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