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.
Is it awkward that I've slept with every guy in this room?
Only if they know about it too.
he asked me what things i liked that he did in bed, and i told him all the things i hated so he would use it on that new bitch and she wouldnt hook up with him anymore.
you for real need to get over him dude
Last night started off great but became the saddest day of my life when i was drunk in a hotel room eating day old mac and cheese out of a yatzee cup with a coffee lid as a spoon...
It's not called being bisexual its called making out with anyone that has a mouth
i was like hansel and gretel. i puked a trail from mcdonalds to our place so i could find my way back in the morning
By the way, her vagina was so tight i was worried that i would be stuck forever
I just threw up in my hands while sitting on the toilet
its impossible for me to find something that fits my tits my muffin top and my ass all at the same time
My ATM looks so different sober.
I just had a flashback of 4:30am: me hugging the toilet bowl and you handing me a jar of pickles to open. There is something seriously wrong with us.
I feel like I'm laying on a pillow cloud. With little baby angel fingers between me and the cloud lifting me up. Singing hymns in my ear.
If my mom's not going to offer me drugs then it's really pointless for me to be here.
I ate the crust off the pizza and left the rest in the box. Even I would hate me.
Foreplay went from me being a bank teller and him a customer to us actually having to go to the bank so we would make rent
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