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 was totally willing to let her keep giving me blowjobs as long as she didn't think we were in a relationship.
Had sex with him. My tampon is now in my brain. May need surgery.
he was actually really polite. he asked before he came on my chest because he "wasn't sure my stance on it".
after you threw up, you tried to prove you were sober by reading the ingredients off the shampoo bottles
she just punched a dude and called him a peasant for not drinking fast enough in flip cup.
People are yelling about how much they want you here.
I'm going to change, vomit up my mexican food to save the trouble later, and then come meet you. Thrilled.
Woke up this morning buried in a mountain of chex mix and bubble wrap. We must have been doing something great last night
I want to get business cards and hand them to hot guys and say " hey if you ever want to like makeout and pretend it never happened call me"
Next Halloween, remind me to find a different wingman. Walking out in your pirate costume talking like Captain Ahab while i was banging her and telling me I had to harpoon the white whale really pissed her off.
What would you say is a healthy ratio of sex vs. being called a fucking asshole in a relationship?
meanwhile at my house I found 2 bud heavys in the back of my book shelf crammed between a Franklin book and goodnight moon
I masterbated poison ivy onto my penis, it hasn't been this upset with me since the Take one for the team fiasco of 02.
You talk the same way I hallucinate.
ya figured it'd be nice to explore the mythical world of sober sex i've heard so much about
i've often wondered how it works
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