at some point to night u and I have a 'meeting' too...(1-737): I hope so
Oh and ps....i was sleeping soundly until i woke up by the sound of amy on the phone with her mom sobbing hysterically because she can't stop having the shits.
I just came to the conclusion that the most depressing part of my day is when I have to put clothes on.
I remember asking you "need some dick tonite?"
Yeah I guess to me frat party equals penis party. oh the wonders of vodka.
Dear God. I kissed a man tonight who was born in 1936.
He stripped down to boxers and then started flinging jello shots with a spoon into people's mouths like a catapult.
I'm sick of being the only unemployed member of the group. Doing things alone isn't partying. Its sad.
my heart is telling me chinese, but my head is telling me beer.
So I just did the math and everything in this room except the computer and my clothes has been in my vagina
I took in his dog. My exboyfriend still calls me for 2 things, blow jobs and animal rescue. I need to end this cycle
I remeber being on the roof last night and we put our heads togeather and we touched each others face and said "Hennessyyyy"
I haven't even had my coffee yet and you're being slutastic
We drunkenly built a couch fort and fucked in it. I've known her since preschool. This was every childhood fantasy mixed with adult dreams come true.
Next year, please remind me not to be at a damn Super Bowl party with screaming children whose parents can't control them. I will sell the little suckers to the fucking circus passing through town.
He had a clap on lamp. So every time he was ramming into me, the lights kept turning on and off
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