It all came flooding back to me: there was a woman with one hand
I caved and texted him. But it's strictly drug dealing business so it doesn't count.
how do I tell him nicely and in french that we can't have sex anymore because his huge penis will ruin me for other french men?
he put $150 on the cabs dash so 9 of us could pile in and ride 3 blocks to the apartment.
Cocaine Wednesdays have to stop turning into no work Thursday
I don't know if it was his cologne or his Jesus hair, but he was much more fuckable than last time I saw him.
Now that I think about it, it may have been the 6 pitchers of beer.
Ed's in which sucks about a thousand cocks... But thats 1800 less than working with Alex so it's gonna be a good day
Don't worry I'm alive. The apt is all locked up so I'm sleeping on the patio. The frozen pizza I got might be toast unless someone lets me in soon. If not its all good I'll be here snoring on the patio
did the fire alarm go off at the party last night I kind of remember a fire alarm noise
omg omg i ripped it out of the ceiling omg
Thats alot of pressure.
Just on your vagina. BTW I'm passing your house.
He drives a tundra! Of course I fucked him. Im just saying eventually im going to need help moving and he has a nice truck. Its like thank you for later on
His encouragement of my recreational drug use is the backbone of our nonrelationship. That, and rough animal sex and loud music.
I feel like I shouldn't be left around 30 year olds when I'm drunk
Omg I should get on tinder just to get some edibles in town
All I remember is you shouting "THIS KID IS A FREAKIN' NINJA!!" when he dive rolled over a barbed wire fence and proceeded to ask for his 18th beer.
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