I didnt attack him, I heard I threw a chair at him- big difference. And you know Im not a creep so whatever
you kept yelling something about watching the muppets chirstmas carol and trying to turn the t.v. on with your car keys
I woke up in my own vomit, a chunk of cactus in my thigh, shirtless, with jons mom poking at me with a glass of dr pepper and a talk about god....damn alcohol
The woman in front of me has a completely clear purse. I can see everything. It's ballsy because her vagisil is on display.
I still havent given him the valentines day card i got him. I feel like just writting...."sorry for the horrible blow job i gave u last night." and just giving it to him.
Pretty sure I left lotion and my bra in your car. I've secured your fathers belief that your straight. You can thank me later
he said that he wanted to outsmoke the rain, I don't know what that means but I'm gonna go help him
He busted his lip while trying to keep from passing out in the pool. The hotel people don't seem to be too concerned that we're passing around a bottle of SoCo at 11 am.
There was an awkward moment where I was going for his cock and he reach out and held my hand, thinking that what I was doing
Also his beard was very delicious looking. I wanted to touch it so bad, but I held back.
I mean thanks for the bj but i wanna forget everything that happened last night between 11 and 5
So question, would you consider it morally wrong to grind up Cialas and put it in ones cocktail? Then I get what I want and he doesn't have to be embarrassed and he can win the mental game with himself? I'm only thinking of him...
All I want to do is get high and needlepoint. Fuck your judgement
I'm over being sad. I'm now onto thinking about all the ways in which he is a total fuckwaste
He flipped a shopping cart in the back room and had to leave to make a jazz playlist. If we aren't in love then i don't know what love is.
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