all the sharp corners in my house are covered with litter foam blocks. al set for partying
there are certain things about getting into a cab to go home at 630 am that make me feel like a prostitute.
we have to get out to the bar earlier. all of the guys are already committed to the girls they're going home with.
I think I've reached that age where I should start dating "congrats" and not "are you keeping it?"
Just found a bag of weed nailed to the door that my dealer dropped off since I wasn't home. God I love Boulder.
We were fucking at break-dick speeds.
I feel that the drunker I get, the drunker Facebook gets.
Bitch, it's 2 in the afternoon.
Pretty sure the shower sex fucked up my hip alignment... im walking like im 104 today
Good morning! Just thought I'd give you my yearly reminder that we lost our virginities 7 years ago, yesterday.
That's the best creepy text ever.
Also.. The Hobbit does not look like a cartoon. We were just too fucking high.
Her rack rivals that of the deer I shot last season. You need to get after that.
His roommates are gone so we had sex in every room of the house and watched the wire. What have you done today?
Like I don't care that he's a drug dealer, but I have a problem with his inefficient and ineffective business model.
No I did a yoga dvd and hit my ex up via email for some pot in exchange for his mail.
just had sex in a stairwell with six feet five inches worth of drama
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