So, how was the dinner
Just like the ex wife, cold, fatty, and expensive.
i finished masturbating and realized my blackberry had accidentaly called my grandmother in my pocket during it. awkward...
This whole foot fetish thing is getting out of control. He would rather hold my feet than me after we fuck.
so i made out with some dude last night at the bar. and some girl just stood there and watched. i felt bad so i made out with her too. She looked like she felt left out.
Just saw a porn entitled "Nad Biter". Redheads are now forever out of the picture.
Tried to eat a sandwich this morning. Couldn't. My jaw is locked up. These marathon blow jobs are killing me
do u know what happened to the bottles last night?
apparently we hid them.... i google mapped the location into my phone
If you take a couple more shots you won't even know he's a mormon that drives a mini van.
Man my junk looks like a mangled grapefruit right now, this shit sucks.
i want to live in a society where a 20 year old can wear pigtails and not get them called handlebars, because i look fucking adorable in them.
Sooooo have your ex-girl console you over your ex ex girl that you destroyed said ex-girl over the possibility of
I left him naked in his bed. I did cover his junk with a blanket in case his roommate walked in later though. so I don't feel as bad about it.
I'm not going to drink anymore, and on that note I'm not going to drink any less either, so I'll see you there. . .
My last memory of last night was being in a laundry room doing blow and admiring a washer and dryer... I think that's the earmark of old age
I guess I called her at 2am, demanding that she bring us food. She told us to order pizza, and I yelled "DON'T MENTION PIZZA!" I recall nothing.
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