You know it's time to leave Spain when you are back and forth between Skype and a Spanish dictionary trying to figure out out to say "I can still smell you on my skin."
That guy youre talking to looks like Brian from Family Guy.
Remember that one time i smeared period blood on your face?
I hate you
Well technically because of daylight savings, I only lasted 15 mintues.
I think it's time we have the "weird fetish" talk.
Second night spent with creepy guy. I either need to change his nickname or stop doing this.
But he made me breakfast and understands the fuck sleep fuck sleep necessities
I'm mentally preparing myself to hang out with him by staring into the mirror saying "thou shalt not get naked" over and over.
It's a hurricane, not a zombie apocalypse. WHY DID YOU BUY SHOTGUNS?!?!
Super awkward that I just now realized I added no verb to the first statement about super hero porn. We were watching it, not making it. Clarity.
I'm pretty sure I have enough material at this point to start a blog called Guys I've Banged in Pictures together. Why does this keep happening to me!
Yeah. Moral of the story: Don't mace yourself. It sucks dick.
She kept giving the uber driving directions and we all thought they were wrong so we'd send him the other way. Turns out she wasn't guiding us home, but to the half gallon that she hid in the bushes on the way to the bar.
Okay so I've been talking to the mice again and they agree with me that you're a piece of shit.
I'm going to the store to get corona, salad, and blunt wraps...
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