When I got to his place, he served wine and cheese and made me sit on the balcony while he read his poetry to me. He cockblocked himself.
I didnt realize my nipple ring fell out until he coughed it up.
it makes it look bigger when i shave, i hope its not the same for a girl
I believe some people would call last night an orgy.
As far as figuring life out your talking to a guy that's alternating text messages between his baby mama and a drunk bitch I met tailgating. My best advice is don't worry about shit out of your control and always and I really mean ALWAYS wear a condom.
Hungover and I may throw up in my therapist's office. Maybe he is right about my drinking
Fuck you come back. The old guy next to me is complementing me on my great choice of ring fingers,
Relationships are fuckin' work. And you can't just up and leave with no questions when you really just need to get home because you're about to shit your pants.
You're so wise.
Whatever I'm getting wasted, my costume's bomb, and there's a good chance I'm getting laid. Not letting stupidity ruin my night!
Also I feel I should tell you last night when I came home I fell into my laundry hamper and woke up in a pile of my clothes
Do I go to spinning class and try to redeem myself from going drunk, or do I wait a week and hope they forget I fell of the bike?
I'm giving drunk me full control of my body for the next few days. Please don't let me die.
I've come to the conclusion, I should prob have at least 20 hr supervision. I would say 24, but I'm guaranteed to pass out for at least 4 hrs a day
Look idk the rules and regulations of our freindship...but I need you to carry me to my car.
It was some weird herd predator-evasion instinct. All 15 of us took off running in different directions, and the two cops just stood there, perplexed. They had no idea who to chase.
Randomize
