all ill say about last night is that we tried to stop you. oh and the bus you're on is going to nashville.
So am I a slut for not remembering his name after sex last night or not recognizing him in the cafe today after he told me who he was?
Sunshine is the equivalent of sprinkling whore pellets on campus.
I feel like I've been hit by a truck, flew up and landed on a fence post that went straight through my vagina. No more vodka and sex for a while.
Going to a professional golf course at 2am to throw the flag poles like javelins
No he can't help me find his house he is strapped to a stretcher facing the opposite direction
I went full Overly Attached Girlfriend. You never go full OAG.
rollerskate sex sounded like a good idea...
Just saw a rice crispy commercial and got emotional. I need to go home.
hey at least you are getting hit on, i spent all day researching cat sedatives
It turned from Netflix and chill to cringeworthy YouTube videos and chill. At least he's honest.
I made a nest in his bed. I'm not leaving
He named his newborn baby after a character in the Hobbit and that is literally keeping me up at night.
You can't go around chasing people and screaming JUST LET ME LOVE YOU. We're in a public place.
There is a dude with blue hair and a samurai sword and another dude dressed as Dead Pool. I daresay standard social conventions are not applicable in this environment.
And now Google thinks I have a hard hat fetish...maybe I do...
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