I just came to the conclusion that the most depressing part of my day is when I have to put clothes on.
i feel like im playing gay clue. i have to figure out where i am, who took me home, and what he put in me
For his 21st I'm getting a fancy hotel that way he can at least sleep in a nice bathtub
For someone who "only drinks patron" your lack of pickiness with men alarms me
Please stop using the dehumidifier for your weed.
i'm having flashbacks of crying and telling you i was made out of egg salad.
He like walks around to open car doors for me. Has already held my hair while I barf and still likes me. What. Is. Happening.
Im down. Even tho your nick name intimidates my vagina.
I'd say I'd distract him, but I lose my psychic powers when guys get girlfriends. And by psychic powers I mean taking off my top.
I'm slightly more gay than I thought. I'd go so far as to say I'm a top.
I found a playlist on my ipod with only one song on it: gold digger. confused, but not surprised.
He had a hook in his ceiling. I think I'm in love!
Did you smoke and go to the aquarium again?
I'm like a sensual ninja. You turn your head for a second and.... BOOM I'm naked. It's like a naughty magic trick.
It was a crazy night: tears were shed, blood was spewed, and bottles were emptied.
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