After going down on me he either said "there, it's over" or "there's an odor"... I couldn't hear him and was too embarrassed to ask him to repeat himself. I just got dressed, grabbed my bag, and left. So I don't think there's gunna be a second date. =(
I feel like sober is me a distant relative that I only see on christmas..
yeah, and when i walked in on them fucking he said "go away, i'm making sons."
I don't know. I guess at the end of the day I wanted taco bell more than a boyfriend.
Totally get that.
Also, do you think you think his dick is perfect bc you loved him? Or is it actually perfect?
Oh, I forgot to ask if u have any idea what happened to the back of my ear and if u were present when I almost fell off the roof...
oh my god. separately texting an Allie and an Ally while drunk is hard, and I'm climbed 1/2 way up a bridge pier.
No no don't get confused. We do chemistry homework on Thursdays. We screw on Fridays. Other than that, Words With Friends is our only communication five days a week. We are NOT dating.
That would be a dream come true. Seriously, he's like my mount everest, my life's ambition is to climb him.
That money I left you should go to the stripper that fell asleep in your bed. Sorry
The smell came through my closed door. His farts are made of rendered tires, and apparently, ghosts.
oh. oh my god. i just had lunch with my mom with semen still on my face.
he was peeing off the deck shouting "urinals are for pussies" that's how much hurricane.
So Blakes coming home... so if youre like fingerbanging the shit out of yourself on the kitchen table...wrap it up
What can I say, I just want your vagina in my mouth.
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