you just stared at your feet and said some shit about the molecules dancing and how you had just solved physics.
you dont seem to understand my overwhelming need to watch space jam right now
I understand that I gave you a nose bleed with a cheeto last night and for that I apologize
Let's go free Charlie Sheen and party with him
I just wanna go home eat some pizza rolls, get warm and jerk off, and it's only 845. This shit was supposed to make me see unicorns. Not cry
i lost his rear view mirror, your phone charger, and my lesbian virginity. 21 isn't shaping up too well so far.
I cannot even. Taco bell reception. Beers. New friends from Georgia.
Drank a fosters this weekend and last weekend. Listening to down under 5 times a day. Spent 100 dollars on a sleeveless men at work shirt circa 1983. We don't leave for another 5 weeks. I call it pregaming.
Maybe if more guys knew my pillowtalk occasionally includes me scribbling notebook diagrams of cell signalling pathways, I'd get laid more often
If I have to go to the hospital, at least put my pants back on. It's been a fantastic night.
Which I'm also surprisingly fine with. If he walked into the bedroom naked, holding a fish in one hand and a lit candle in the other and said "Let's get fucking weird." I'd probably go with it. He's just that hot.
Glad to know I rate above a cabbage on the parenting scale.
my mom said i came home and fell asleep on the floor. like right in front of her.
Captain and coke. And it's not drinking alone cuz i have a dog
he brought with him gifts of cookie dough and penis. upgrading our relationship from fwb's to bf/gf was an incredibly smart merger.
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