Skip Greektown and come to Geektown. I just want to cuddle.
Just asked my dog if he was proud of me for making it home. That drunk.
God my Facebook chat is a graveyard of old blowjobz
You were laying in bed whispering and crying to the half eaten burrito saying "why am I shitting so much" and "what did I do to deserve this"
Bring condoms and burritos. The rest will fall into place
It's 10AM, she's drunk blaring veggie tales and I have a paper to write you've got to be fucking kidding me
After being his wingman last night, I've decided I will never talk about becoming a lesbian ever again. Picking up chicks is way too hard.
But he's not just anonymous male genitalia anymore. I've met him, I've seen his face.
Come to find out, there is a place where binge drinking and aggressive head butting is completely appropriate. In a mosh pit, Travis is just a regular dude!
Ran into him again last night, stole his glowstick and walked away. The glowstick mountain in my room keeps growing.
Is the mullet a good, great, or horrible idea before we leave for college
What's his name?? He crossfits 6 times a week, works in finance & is into the occasional felony class drug. His name is irrelevant in order to know if I wanna bone him again.
Instead of saying hi she asked if she could touch your dick through your ski bib and NOW I understand why you wore it to the bars
I fear our relationship is coming to an end. Last night I felt the need to bloody apologise for waking him up with a blow job.
You know the rule about how you feel bad for getting food and not offering other people you're around, does that apply when you eat burger king at a strip club?
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