um. i met him on myspace...we text now, he lives down the street
watching a depressing episode of spongebob while high is the most depressing thing i have ever experienced
He ate me out and then left in a hurry and shouted "Sorry to dine and dash" as he left my house
he was fingering the outside of my pants..i knew that was my cue to leave
My facebook horoscope today said I will have a little "confusion". Obviously astrology understands a blackout.
Man the liquor store just wrong numbered me, its a sign even god wants me to drink
I think the pivotal moment was when we used the see and say as a drinking game with shots of whiskey. It was all downhill after that.
Like, he's a nice guy. But he's better at fingering than he is at speaking.
Good. We don't answer calls at dick thirty.
Did we smoke in a portapotty last night? And if so, do you think the brown stuff covering my body is actually dirt?
You're about wine.
Yes, I'm like 90% wine at the moment
She rode me like a jockey on that tiny couch. Then we spooned.
I may or may not have spiked my gatorade to get through a game of monopoly with these children.
He nicknamed his dick "the fountain of youth" I think it's time to move on...
How can i make it up 2 u?
DREW I AM SMOKING POT AND FUCKING. WE CANNOT DISCUSS THIS AT THIS PARTICULAR JUNCTURE.
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