He just kept telling me how to do certain things. It was like I was fucking my sex ed teacher
What I wanna know is who took a picture eiffel towering her?
I had to ask him for the scissors while I was in the shower. My hood piercing was stuck in my loofah.
there's another hole in my ceiling...someone fell through the attic this time....
at what point did you think saran wrap was a better alternative to shoes?
I have no idea how I got home or why I am naked but I assume I owe you a thank you...
We fucked to showtunes. Never going out with a theatre major ever again.
Well, let's see..I held him while he cried for 30-40 minutes, woke up on his couch AND he gave me a ride home in his underwear. Shit show is not even the half of it.
When / where did the additional couches appear?
Additional?
James brought one with him when he showed up. Theres still 2 outside and according to facebook, at least one more burned up.
Seriously, don't even. "Hi, have I seen you half naked covered in bright red body paint on the internet?" is NOT acceptable water-cooler chit-chat.
Aw.
I'm literally taking a shit naked holding a bottle of wine.
Did we really just set fireworks off in a cemetery? Or was that a dream?
I think so and I think we were sober.
Trying not to ruin Mother's Day with the enormous hickey on my neck. Nice.
It's official. Post baseball sex is better than post hockey sex. I hope the Blue Jays win the world series.
I don't know what that means but it's making me want to fuck you.
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