we got back to my place and he started talking about feelings. i politely told him to leave and that he managed to cock block himself.
Yeah. My legs are trembling...hard to walk. Feels like a neon arrow is pointing at me saying "just had sex (with not his wife)"
it was a weeks worth of wine for $20. it would have been fiscally irresponsible to not buy it.
I just had to tell her that no she really doesnt need to sneak pizza from mcmurrays out in a plastic bag for me later
I recommend just blowing him. It's always the way to go.
I found an HIV test/information brochure on the kitchen table and what i can only assume to be an "I'm sorry you might have AIDS" gift bag, complete with a candle and popcorn, and I haven't seen you in 36 hours. You good?
Woke up on the stairs at my parents house. Good start to vacation.
Watching him and my sister argue over a rum and coke about who's going to chop the coffee table in half with a hatchet...
This isn't just a hangover. I can feel the blood moving through my veins, and it hurts.
He used one of his curtains as a leash and hand restraints. He wins the creative sex challenge hands down.
If I don't quit picking up guys when I'm drunk, I'm going to need a vagina transplant.
Booty called 3 guys from my hospital bed
He turned on read receipts specifically so i'd know he was ignoring me.
...I just melted into my bed. I am one with the bed. I am 600 thread count.
how the FUCK did i spend 25 dollars at 50 cent beer night?
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