Kind of a slow process. Played 9 holes with her yesterday. Wish one of them was hers
they said they heard you say put it in my butt
I just shot gunned a beer for your birthday alone because you're too hungover at midnight to get out of bed. I'm not sure which of us is the bigger loser
this whole plan B standoff thing with her is really starting to make me nervous
I took my shirt off and stood in the kitchen for an hour and a half talking to his parents about my tattoos
No, I know her type. Tall, lanky, uses teeth when giving head, and runs like a giraffe. Don't do it man..
Sitting here reading the internet and all i have to show for this summer is a shitty tan and the possible case of clamidia.
Of course not. I'd be offended if you didn't bring my boobs into casual conversation.
This is how baked we were last night. Our drinking game: We stare at each other; first one to laugh drinks.
You wrote me a check. For zero dollars. For my soul. Dick.
I just want to make out with him forever
George disappeared two hours ago with a stripper named "delicious." Haven't seen him since
Also day 6: dick is healed and ready to go back to work.
Watching the series finale of Friends and crying in my Thai food. I don't like hangover Jared.
after the ketamine those signs on the bathroom door had little meaning to us
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