no its okay don't call 911, she's alive. just stopped by her house and banged on her door. she said she turned her phone off because she "had to be alone with her shame and embarassment". typical.
Well, let's be honest here. You're dealing with gay guys... EVERYTHING has an emotional attachment.
Just think about how many life skills I lack. Cooking... Driving... Sobriety...
you were leaning up against the wall pulling your shirt up asking girls to dance on you. your courage to do that is both admirable and frightening.
Literally had to stick my hands in my pants and hold my butt cheeks together while driving
I took a cab from the club to the grocery store. I needed peanut butter.
Blood work from physical was all good, apparently heavy alcohol use agrees with me
mom had to come pick me up from the hotel. I crawled to her car. She told me the entire way home if I puked in it I was going to lick it up. Like high school all over again...
Duck, Duck, Goose is now the autocorrect, safe for work version of fuck, fuck, loose.
I wasn't supposed to sleep w him. So of course I sent him gps location to my bed.
I mean, I was expecting a little more coke snorting and a little less kids and cake
Apparently his version of saying "I'm Sorry" is streaking around our apartment building then asking for a blow job.....
I would have wore underwear last night if I knew I had to change a tire this morning
So I fell alseep while I was motorboating that girl last night infront of the entire party.
I just volunteered myself to get tazed this should get interesting
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