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...
Not hooking up w him- he has one of those L.L. Bean book bags w his initials on it
I dont think problem is the right word. Problems arent something you enjoy. Life would be too boring without gambling.
because you can't take the autistic girl you're babysitting on a blunt ride.
we've been together for three years, and i still get excited when i know i'm going to give him a blow job. it's that kind of love
So the " I'm gay but curious" thing worked. You owe me 50 bucks.
It just makes me feel nauseous. And I don't want to feel nauseous when all I really want is to get off.
Guess who just made out with Sloth from The Goonies!
Yeah, but I think it would be a little awkward to explain to Mom that the girl I brought for lunch is not my girlfriend but just a fuck buddy who I met after she hit and totaled my car last month.
Last night I went outside to our neighbors and asked them to put in money with me to get a hot tub for our patio. Niceeeee
He took a girl home at like eight, fucked her, kicked her out, came back to the bar, and repeated the process again at 10:30 and 2:30. THREE GIRLS IN ONE NIGHT. ALL PICKUPS. I HATE HIM.
Now with the essential back story, I can empathize. Sorry about your beer and butthole.
Like I blink, and he's face first in my vagina.
If you fuck up my birthday by dying I will kick your fucking corpse.
Let's just say if my bucket list had "fngered in the middle of a club by a complete stranger while being sprayed by UV paint" then that is well and truly ticked off.
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