so when I got there he was dressed as jesus in a recliner drinking whiskey out of the bottle watching spanish porn. Then kept shouting dont judge me or ill judge you. we didn't even go to a halloween party.
After we hooked up, he left the room and no one has seen him since last night. That kid redefined hit it and quit it.
so im sitting outside the gym eating a 20 piece nugget stoned out of my mind, convincing myself this is more productive because im so close to the treadmills.
Blood and glitter go together right?
Best part? I know that the likelyhood of this turning into an intimate relationship is like 4.25%
My drunken abilities have only improved since college....I can navigate the streets of chicago like no ones business, do push-ups to hail a taxi and instantly become an mma fighter after 3 shots of hennessy
sex in a tree stand. check.
you lucky bastard
I love you so must. You as do fraty. You are truly my veste breakable (ties I wtf racket Andover). Luce you. Have a safe drive bio dough failover.
He showed up at my door at 3 AM wearing a Santa hat with a tiara attached.
eating jello out of the cup. with my face. while on the toilet. i am at my lowest.
Something about Sunday night screams phone sex
I thought I would be a proper lady and put my spare panties in a ziplock
All I remember is the bartender saying your sucking them down and waking up on the floor in my underwear
That's why i need nudes. Plutonic nudes.
My life. Always pantsless and occasionally topless.
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