I'm just sayin. Is it sad that I spent my last dollar on a hamburger just to get a paper bag to huff out of?
Apparently, we were running around the apartment, singing into pickles, the routinely slapped our passed out friends with them.
There are only families here. I'm at the bar alone double fisting drinks. You cannot get any more approachable than I am now.
I wrote my name on his balls in sharpie. In the homosexual world that's like a diamond ring. Shits permanent.
When we do our power hour over Skype I'm just going to sit on the toilet so that way I won't have to get up in the middle of it and miss any shots
So our 'date' consisted of getting drunk off champagne at four and photo-bombing the shit out of tourist's pictures all over the city. Thoughts?
I'm imaging you naked, covered in butter. And I gotta say, I'm not impressed.
they sound like some classy girls.
Hey, I don't give them daddy issues, I just take advantage of it. The real bad guy here is American parenting.
Hooked up with a guy solely because he had a chameleon. Priorities.
Impressive. I've never gotten straight denied and then chased the guy naked out of my own apt. I'll remember that next time.
Normally, it will inspire me to work. Today, it's inspiring me to masturbate.
The fact our science teacher from high school was buying us drinks and hitting on me doesn't matter.
hahahaha classic. this is why you are going to a college with a hospital right next to it
we went book shopping, so yes this relationship is going to be about more than sex
I have a weird question... did you bite my back last night?
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