So I just passed a billboard for "Risque Cafe: Good food and topless women". Fuck. I love SC.
I'm like a warm blanket that has sex with you
I'd give my left nut to see you
don't do that. I like the set
when did my "fat clothes" just become my clothes...diet starts tomorrow
Your "OraGel will numb anything" theory was the worst thing I ever believed in.
I also found a beer label in my bra and I'm pretty sure you put it there and said "this means I trust you"
I dropped my keys into the toaster and felt it push down as I pulled them out. Couldn't stop thinking it was a bad idea the whole time.
I still don't know how you've lived this long.
Miscalculate d the jungle juice, it's actually 10%. Can't taste the diff anyway but my stomcha is warm. Come play pongm.
Chilling on my porch debating between pre work drinking or video games and getting high.
I made out with a girl because I wanted to get in the VIP section of the bar because they have these big comfy couches. It worked.
Well. We had sex and then watched 6 episodes of Dateline NBC together; only breaking the silence to make disapproving noises at shotty police work. So basically yea I'm gonna marry him.
I'm hoping the sedatives kick in before I drunkenly decide to eat this whole cheesecake.
When your job has killed your spirit to the point that you don't want to flirt with the cute, tall guy at Enterprise
GIRL PLEASE. GO BACK AND POP THE TITTY OUT
It might be the most honest thing I've ever said. ...or I've had 3 vodka tonics.
Oh shit. My bra is undone and I'm pretty sure I peed on my sandal
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