I've been emailing with a woman. I don't think she's into me, but we've become sorta email buddies. I'm hoping to meet her because on her profile she states she's into 'fisting.' Frankly the thought kinda freaks me out but I'm dying to see what kind of woman is 1) into that and 2) admits it upfront.
Well he asked to have a sober hang out so i guess that constitutes as a date in college
you were sitting on your bed looking out the window, rocking back and forth naked, saying how peaceful it looked outside
Went to the wedding reception, and he left with ALL of the brides maids phone numbers. I don't know how he does it either.
Yea he called the cop officer fonzarelli and asked him if he was mad because happy days was off the air. Boom, beaten and arrested
The sad thing is; I'm getting used to walking around feeling like I could hurl at any minute.
I hate find pieces of condom wrappers on carpet. It's like god is throwing flakes of shame for me to vacuum up
I'm sitting on our balcony drunk. And in my underwear. Our relationship with our neighbors may improve.
Oh my god. A memory of last night just came to me. One of our neighbors joked about Thomas having a big dick and I just kept shaking my head profusely.
On a not really funny at all but kinda brighter note I've gotten really good at texting in hand cuffs
Dude you asked your tattoo if it wanted to go swimming
It's funny that when I fall down as an adult I'm so much happier no one saw than that I'm not seriously hurt.
I'm never going out with the ashleys again. it was whoreible. terrifyingly whoreible.
Oh dear. If we're both hearing alien sounds then perhaps they're real.
the bastard is cheating on me with some sleazy barista from Starbucks
That’s his wife they’re back together
You say potato, I say sleazy barista
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