I made myself breakfast and everything and then whoever's house it actually was came downstairs very upset.
May or may not have just drunkenly opened my christmas presents. Greatly disappointed. Might break up sooner.
Well at one point you put icyhot on your feet because you lost your shoes and it was snowing outside.
Clothes are such an inconvenience.
I don't remember how we paid for the cab. I do however remember giving him my heels 2 help with the bill.
Just make sure my intervention has a theme...
She was touching herself and looking a shoes online. My debt is bad enough without bringing that hot mess into my life.
Nothing like an alcohol-fueled, 6-hour-long hunt for weed--complete with occasional breaks for sex.
You told us that you don't have to wait in line at Taco Bell. Then, drove up to the window and grabbed someone else's food.
She's legally too young to drink and was making out with a guy who is ethically too old to drink.
A huge penis doesn't warm the soul. Or that's what I've had to tell myself.
I left after he drunkenly went into the kitchen and started to make eggs with a shitload of garlic. First time I'd ever had a makeout session interrupted by eggs.
My loniness meter has reached its peak. I just played shadow puppets using my Big Mac on the wall with my cats
I sent him a blank text because I didn't want to "drunk text" him.
I just thought you should know that you should be proud of your dick. It's pretty much perfect. Just, ya know, by the way.
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