check it out our google latitudes are spooning
Funny thing- my attraction to each one is inversely proportional to his level of availability.
Every time he makes fun of me for anything I just remind myself he ate ice cream out of a strippers vagina
he knocked over the vodka and juice...picks up the cup and says "yes", takes the last sip...doesnt even worry about the mess all over the floor and we continue having sex.
the last thing i remember is yelling at the cab driver that i'm really good at drive by vomitting.
We would have taken you home with us, but you were outside the bar measuring a randoms stream of piss by walking along side it... you said you were only at 32 feet and it still had a couple of grooves to hit.
I like to keep a steady black out going for the holidays. I feel it makes me less cynical
The whorange rubbed off. His white shirt was so gross at the end of the night I told him to frame it.
Using all my books as packing buffer for my liquor bottles. And you said being an English major was worthless.
A place where it's acceptable to show body parts is not a good place for me to be.
I've made out with more people in 2014 than I did the whole fall semester
Do you think my laundromat will notice that the bloodstain on my sheets is in the shape of a face?
I couldn't figure out what was more important, finishing the shot or putting out the fire on my leg.
We found him sitting in the back of the club crying into a strippers lap. She told us he missed his pet frog and to come back later.
He eats kale on the regular. Do I look like a bitch that wants to eat kale. No. Give me some Boston market.
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