i woke up to find out i googled the Twilight Eclipse trailer. so either drunk me doesn't know that i'm straight, or sober me doesn't know that i'm gay
my resolution for 2011 is to fuck him whenever he wants it. this year I'm going above and beyond the call of booty.
I thinking of taking all of the pics of his dick that he's sent me and making a calendar.
I distinctly recall there being a "I can't be dead 2maro" stipulation to going out last night. There's been a breech of contract
Nope we're in the ER. He lit himself on fire trying to impress another girl with magic tricks.
He says I tipped the waitress ten dollars because she "smelled like pigs in a blanket."
I hope my shame shaped pee stain outside your door goes away soon.
There is a good chance that the other night after a wedding reception i was at that i mailed you a drink coaster.
You then showed up downstairs in only a robe, telling everyone how you were "the most chivalristic fratstar ever."
Neither of us have work tomorrow and we live w/n walking distance. This is your official Sandy booty call. Come rock me like a hurricane.
I don't know what to do about my nipple.
i got a dick pic last night and the mother fucker had a Jesus picture in the background.
We peed on a building I think...like a building in downtown...not out of view of anyone.
I'll be an awkward "I've had the grooms penis in my mouth" presence and we can party our nipples off.
home. only unpacked the necessities...contact case and beer.
Randomize
