what's the vibe there?
extraordinary amounts of gine
"Morning after" poops are always like, interesting.
they just tried to tell me they weren't big into drugs. A) it was the 70's. B) I've seen the pictures.
I think he liked me better when I only opened my mouth to suck his dick.
At the end of the night you handed the bartender a piece of paper with the word "VISA" written on it.
Sincerely would love to tap that, on a mountain with the wind blowing on your pubes .
Not drinking has really freed up a lot of my time. I made a bracelet yesterday. I miss bars.
I just mistook cooking oil for the whiskey that was also on the counter... They're the same colour. That was not a good shot... I need to not drink alone.
You and the dog were competed for the water dish
...I can smell the alcohol on your breath through that text
Apparently chalking everything I've done these past 48 hours to the fact that it was homecoming, is like a "get out of jail free" card.
We both fell asleep mid-handjob and he continued to call it "handjob halftime".
Just took acid. Wish me luck.
I worked out twice today and you're dropping acid. My life sucks.
You know, finding my first grey pube at 34 is FAR more distressing than finding that first grey hair at 13.
I DO NOT FUCKING WANT OR NEED THIS INFORMATION!
Your vagina must be outstanding or have a secret entrance to Narnia if someone is will to fly from Texas for one night of it.
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