corn on the cob and anal lube are not substitutes for the real thing
and I was crying with the towel lady in the bathroom of the bar about the tragedy in Haiti. Then we hugged before I left and I gave her 10 dollars.
I had forgotten what it was like to go to all four classes. It's exhausting.
i'm 67% sure he was trying to sing in hawaiian
I mean, we started to hook up but my asthma attack kind of killed the mood
No you are right. With a nickname like Monster Cock, you shouldn't expect him to want to "just talk". I'd be insulted too
Sorry for trying to force you and Robert to make out. I didn't realize how awkward it was until I woke up today.
I fucked her and then she made me sleep on the floor next to her bed because she 'has a committment problem'
I think I will be cutting those pills in half...Jesus just tried to sell me a toothbrush.
What should we drink tonight, I'm in the mood to be judged
Blasting venetian snares and drinking a beer. I love being an adult. It's like being a child but with beer for breakfast, better music, and no one yells at you.
So apparently we wrote "Lube Shopping" in Paula's diary on every friday for the rest on the year....
Well I think I made it pretty obvious I wasn't in to it. I was drinking a beer while he was going down in me
Just woke up with the taste of tequila, weed, and cigarettes in my mouth spooning a friend I haven't seen since college wearing one contact and one ankle sock. I hate myself.
But I think I successfully seduced her with my alias.
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