Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
i keep telling myself in the mirror "get undrunk"
yeah. and then it was like the room of requirement. the elevator just opened for our threesome.
you kept trying to convince me i had aids because my head hurt
I feel like I'm a marionette being lifted around. Four Loko.
I'm glad the dog doesn't judge me for doing leftover lines and watching George of the Jungle at 10 am
apparently he thought telling me 'the weasel wants to come out to play' would somehow convince me to go down on him
You basically told your boyfriend at the time you were going to shit in his hands.
And I meant every ounce of it.
I was expecting it to be of the "I am your vagina's reckoning" caliber.
My dog is now used to me drunk singing and sleeps through it. I don't know how I feel about this
his daughter has his phone and goesss ohhh boobies and shows me a picture of my own tits...
My mom and sister were over. When my drunk roommate came home, he yelled "GOT BITCHES IN MY CONDO"
I mean, if there was a version of you with a penis, you'd fuck it...right? Like just outta curiosity at least
Nothing kills the mood like opening another guy’s dick pic in bed
fucked one of the teachers, librarian job's going great
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