I got everything I ever gave her back, every picture, and money for the dog. I didn't want it she brought it all back and gave it to me. clothes jackets, pictures, dried flowers, ear rings, necklace...
Sell it on ebay and let's go to the bar
we went to sleep in different beds and woke up spooning. alcohol truly is the anti-cockblocker.
his dick is like his red hair, amazing but useless
Aparently his snake got loose in the middle of the night. Not a sex joke, he has a fucking snake
Its that time of year where we just drink more instead of dressing warmer
I am currently sitting on a candy bar to warm it up cause it was in the fridge so I can eat it while watching the last song and smoking weed by myself
And PS thanks for calling it my "sexual liberation" and not "slut fest 2010: part deux!"
I'm a little nervous about this St. Patty's Day party. Seriously, we're still finding stuff from the Halloween party.
The walk home from the bar is FAR more shameful in daylight.
I guess the study abroad went badly, I gave him a joint and he just smoked it and cried all the way from the airport
How do I enter a double puke and rally into my calorie counter?
he may or may not have motorboated me on the steps of the library of congress
He crawled outside into the bushes to throw up. He's just laying there now but he says he'll be ready to come home if we just give him five
My inner pteradactyl is also confused.
Not drinking until my bday. I know it's only a few days but it feels like when couples get celibate before the wedding and there's all that tension.
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