just watched her puke in her purse and put it back on the bar. then half hour later put her hand in her bag to get a pen to give me her number. I bet she is game for anything
This was worse than the time that I shot a bald eagle.
I woke up to him climbing naked through my bedroom window with a bottle of jd in his hand. Of course I had sex with him.
Just to clear things up. I did not walk in on him jacking off to your facebook profile.
please stop yelling "ITS NARNIAAAAAAAAA" out of our window at the lone person walking home in the snow
seriously though jaeger and i are fucking done professionally
Ya well my good-girl image was pretty much blown when he found out I'm going to jail soon.
I've been ignoring his texts cause last night I put him in my phone as 'ignore for atleast a day' and I trust my drunk self.
im pretty sure the clearest way to say "dont worry, im not emotionally attached" was by sleeping with his roommate the next night
he also bled all over my floor. unrelated to cats but true nonetheless.
Yes she was blowing me but I couldnt see her face. The only light was from the sparklers she asked me to hold. I love 4th of July.
And in that, my finest lazy stoner moment, I used my cleavage to hold my bowl steady while I packed it laying down in bed.
Took his shirt off. Announced he was Jesus. Threw up. Asked me to cuddle him to sleep. And then tried to kiss me. Typical Saturday night.
He may have been a dick but he DID give me his Netflix log in. Maybe some good did come of it.
Someone's gotta tell him drunk sex comes before dating
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