Yes. Being a lesbian's wingman is a fun as it sounds
I passed out and woke up with my pockets full of Lucky Charms cereal and chocolate coins. Another successful St Pattys Day.
We went to his house and he brought a jar of pickles to bed. I think im in love.
Do you remember trying to eat gravel when we were walking back to the dorm?
he got a charlie horse midthrust which triggered my orgasm we're still sorting this out.
Apparently we both projectiled on Erin at the same time.
That's some true roommate bonding right there.
No exaggeration. At the gas station she handed me the mop from over the counter and told me that's my last drink of the night
I just bought $54 in Easter crap to try and blend in the pregnancy test... And FYI, it totally worked.
I don't care how sexy you think I look in my scrubs. Wanting a blow job is not a medical emergency.
The low-flow toilet at my office cannot handle the intensity of this hangover.
At least I got to make out with you a little before you proposed.
Apparently last night I yelled "the cops were called on a mother fucker and that mother fucker is me." And then proceeded to exorcise a sandwitch.
I'm really ok with inappropriate relationships. They are my favorite of all the relationships. No need to be timid. For crying out loud.
That's why i need nudes. Plutonic nudes.
not only did I call my ex crying but drunk me also deleted the phone log so I had no warning when I saw him in class
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