So guy #2, the dancer, is programmed into my phone under the name H.uy. His number- 11 digits. I should have stopped drinking.
i told him im from Canada, abortion is free
you definitely made a grilled cheese using your iron..
ya and it worked didnt it??
Go to petsmart and tell me if the dog trainer is the guy I slept with friday. Thanks.
He wouldn't let me go down on him. He stopped me and told me he was a giver.
Aaaand I cut your bangs with a large knife last night ...
I hate it when fuck holes buy me drinks at the bar. You don't know my order. You don't know me. You don't know where I've been. You don't know my life.
i know you're upset so i should probs be supportive but i've got nothing in that department. your life suuuuucks
THEY AREN'T MARRIED. PUT ON YOUR HOMEWRECKING PANTIES AND GET TO WORK. NO EXCUSES.
Holy crap, church bells in Cibolo just scared the hell out of me. I'm pretty sure they were yelling sinner at me.
Look I'm sorry I stuffed your wife's bouquet toss but I won't have that weak shit in my house.
Apparently I called him, said "vodka" and then hung up on him.
Is there a polite/non-lush way to ask how alcohol ranks on their list of priorities? Because like idk how to break the ice furreal.
CAPS.LOCK.AND.SPACEBAR.ARE.BROKEN.
so.. he paid for my flight to vegas, took me to shows, bought my drinks and STILL rescued my drunk ass after i ditched him. i HAD to cuddle with him this morning.. fair exchange, right?!
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