We succumbed to passion, and then he had to go meet his girlfriend. End of story.
I feel like sober is me a distant relative that I only see on christmas..
stripped for him at 3am on my childhood playground and used the swing set as a pole.
I just got a whiff of tequila through the air conditioner.
Theres an amvulance here. It might be for me
On an unrelated side note: I shall now attempt to crawl to the bathroom. Where I will lay motionless on the cold ceramic bathtub with hot water pouring over my shivering body as I desperately try not to vomit. Good day.
If after tonight I can still walk on my own, take me to another bar.
I figured out that he lasts longer when I rap during sex. He made it all the way through "Love the Way you Lie"
possibly one of my favorite moments was wiping it off your nose after you high fived a bouncer
Our apt smells like hot shit marinated in oregano and cumin. No more taco truck dinner, fuck face. The wall paper is peeling.
but how can he casually chat with my father 8 hours after asking me if i'm a screamer
I am laying in your bed and just found a bottle of wine under your pillow ...should have married you...
I don't know how Dave is alive, I feel like he's been drinking since I met him.
He told me he needed "space" but then goes and likes my insta of panacakes.. Done.
I told him it was fine and then I keyed his car.
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