Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
How am I supposed to spread my seed with you "modern women" and your birth control?
He is like that thing on the menu you would eat because nothing else looks remotely edible.
just got a rotting pancake and bacon in the mail from your address....
i lnow ive slrrwsdy teted you this. but goddamn girl on tv is a good song
I can't tell if I miss summer or 5 times a day sex more.
There's a bed on the roof. The window behind it is too small for it to go through. I'm impressed.
I'm in Starbucks carrying the boxes wine and the hubcap. So many judging looks.
do you remember in the middle of fleeing from the cops you stopped in the middle of the road to make out with quail man?
Trying to figure out what I just puked. Demon weed is salad. No more drunk buffets.
I appear to have wine on my toes. I am really not clear as to how this happened. I'm gonna have a little lie down.
I just drank beer out of an old Vicodin bottle hoping to catch some residue. That's how finals week is going
MY MOM WALKED IN WHILE I WAS EATING THEM OUT AND STARTED ASKING US ABOUT THE PROJECT RUNWAY EPISODE WE WERE WATCHING EARLIER
I just wish he would stop trying to bring his emotional baggage into our sexual relationship.
You know shits really hit the fan when you start using public bathroom air freshener spray as perfume
what? where are you?
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