I don't think he has that. His apartment was pretty much a tv and a bed. Topless girl calendar and a glass of water to put out cigarettes.
I thought 4 percs were too many but I'm dumping Gogurt on apple pie and taking giant bong rips. This feels right.
Also I spent like 2 hours on the hubble/nasa website sunday night looking at pictures of outer space and cried my face off at how beautiful and complex it is. What's wrong with me?!
I barely even remember him. He is just a distant beard in my past.
I just spent 10 min explaining to my mom how orange is a strange color. I think she knows
I puked in a solo cup and then offered it to him. So yeah, it was a rough night.
He took the Gold in Olympic clit licking last night. Canada should be proud.
I think curling is the best thing to watch when you're baked.
In the morning he said my plan to make 2 casseroles today was, "hot in a grandma sort of way," & I didn't think it was weird. THAT'S how hot he was.
We stopped mid-sex and both shotgunned a beer then got back to it. Is this what love feels like?
I just want to sit my fat ass down at McDonald's and never leave
We have moved from phase 1: honeymoon, to phase 2: trapped in relationship until the cold embrace of death
He lives 20 minutes away driving distance and decided to walk. I talked to him today and he took a nap along the way... In a cemetery.
I'm not going out, it's sweat pants and gallon vodka night at my place and I'm the only one on the guest list.
This is because you lost at fooseball isn't it?
Fuck the system, do you have any medieval weapons?
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