Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
i was so high i thought his mole came off and was flying around
We just spray painted his balls while he is passed out....I cant wait to see him try to figure this out in the morning.
we were fucking and all I could think about is how my silly bands were glowing in the dark.
I guess I tried to spit on a homeless man on the walk home...Out. Of.Hand.
He just stabbed two olives and a pickle with a fork and deep throated it in front of my family
Not even marginally surprised
Totally using formspring as an incognito way of making sure that girl from last night wasn't jailbait.
stuck in a tree...bring a ladder. also my arm might be broken. no questions are allowed.
I really need to create fewer "the time I was on drugs" stories for my future memoir, "my first year in San Francisco".
good luck with that
Queso dip and pictures of Daniel's penis. It's like the last days of Rome over here.
You are COMPLAINING that the sex was too good. You're not getting any sympathy from me
Just figured out my hair is long enough to tie my wrists together. . .get over here NOW!
He made the Waffle House lady get me out of the car. This isn't a joke.
He came on my face and he was genuinely concerned about getting it in my hair. I'm marrying him.
Okay first of all fuck you and everything you stand for because Taco Bell is amazing.
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