I'm getting very mixed reviews. One friend told me to stop drinking bc the last 3 times he's heard from me I've either peed my pants, been throwing up, or people have been having sex beside me.
Strangely enough I'm encouraging you to keep drinking for all the same reasons.
She just drank the vanilla extract. Again. AGAIN. No one should be that eager to get drunk.
We are not in the same countries and I heard about your hook up last night BEFORE you.
Get to the bar. Power hour leading up to the rapture.
I feel like his dick looks like a decorative autumn squash.
Got a thumbs up from a trucker for doing lines on the interstate. God bless america.
I have no idea what to do about this. He has a power over me and I think its called his tongue.
In a weird way, I don't want to stalk him on Facebook. I want to find out what's wrong with him the old-fashioned way. Is this what it means to be romantic?
It was his first time doing shrooms and we made him ride in the truck bed. But he kept standing up and yelling when we stopped so we had to keep driving
I just paid for weed by taking him to the store to buy cheese so he could make empanadas. Best. Drug deal. Ever.
Wait do we still get bagels if no one got laid
I know it doesn't seem right, but sometimes, bagels are just flat out called for.
I guess "Ass Fun Friday" is not a thing no matter how many times I say it or bring it up in conversation...
On another note; I'm three days away from being 1/12th of my way from not having sex for a year. I need to get laid.
I think you should do the fixer upper relationship. Like lawyers do pro bono work with underserved populations, you can do pro bono relationship work.
He talked me out going to the bar. No one ever talks me out going to the bar..this is fucking love.
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