Hello, balls-out mistake. It's been a while.
was i over the top when i said that i wished they made v-neck pants to her?
Nyc is like a mosaic of my failed dates.
And hes hitting me with his balls, really hard.
the only difference between me and a prostitute was that i complained a lot more.
You ended at least 6 stories with "and that's why I don't snort coke anymore"
If I knew losing weight would mean this many fucking creepers I would've just stayed fat.
He started crying and showing me pictures of his ex. she was really pretty. It's an honor to have shared a penis with her.
The guy I met last night said we had a real connection and gave me his AA coin because he met me during his relapse
May the one with the liver that just won't quit win
Do you wanna do something, or just stare at each other and fantasize about death like we usually do
If we were unicorns we would fly together. Like in a pack. A pack of flying unicorns
Going on a coke binge the night before your appointment with your therapist (to talk about your sex addiction) is prob not the best idea.
She woke up, peed in the sink and then passed out again, it's only 2 in the afternoon
You took your shirt off at the bar, handed it to a girl, and made her wash your dirty shirt on your washboard abs
tuesdays get the best of me...
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