So how was he last night?
Five-minute foot-long.
If it makes you feel any better I'm plucking my mustahce and drinking. Alone.
Where??
Against the wall. In corner. Only gave him head though don't worry
he left me a note this morning. it said "thank you for letting me touch you"
I don't even know what beauty is right now. I wouldn't even pity fuck me today.
After 3 dates I think I'm failing at painting the "sweet guy with a future" picture and more painting the "this is the guy to call when you've run out of options and want to get fucked in half drunk to forget about it" picture.
I just heard a 350 lb guy with a stutter describe getting blood in his eye as he was shanking his cellmate and, more generally, how to survive as a white guy in jail.\n\nYou should really consider going to some AA meetings
I remember doing shots of gin, then I have this strange memory of us making out in the womens room at waffle house.
I regret none of it.
If the world ends now I want you to know I was on my favorite toilet fighting the good fight.
He said we would have a beautiful daughter together. That way too much for a one night stand...
I enjoy the level of friendship we have achieved until you ask me to determine what may or may not be gentile warts via iphone pic
He showed up on school grounds wearing nothing but a suit of armor. Really at this point I'm more impressed than angry.
If you break up with me one more time it's over.
kick those bitches in the teeth and tell them mama came to party
Some nights you do cocaine till 5:00 in the morning, and the next night you teach yourself how to crochet. It’s called balance.
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