I have one brief flash of having his dick in my hand. that's all I remember.
I discovered the grieving process is shock, denial, anger...and then something about drinking until you puke on yourself
I just remember getting him back by licking the window on his truck.
Thank you blackberry messenger, for giving me a way to sext faster and more efficiently
Excuse me but the alley way I wanted to fuck in happens to be a very nice clean area.
The best part of my day was getting high in the parking lot of the movie theater and taking pics in the photo booth with the caption "CONGRATULATIONS!" we geeked out because it congratulated us for getting high
He shoved his balls through an egg carton and showed us a picture. They were surprisingly egg-like.
Woke up fully clothed in bed sleeping on my purse.....we're back!!!
I feel that the drunker I get, the drunker Facebook gets.
Bitch, it's 2 in the afternoon.
I'm about 95% it's a collapsed lung. Go big right?
Apparently there's nothing on sonza for "giving a handjob while sunbathing"
he can get married early and ruin his life but he sure as hell isn't ruining mine with a shitty bachelor party
He held my hand in public and I nearly came. Like he needs to be inside of me yesterday.
I think we have some hyper-understanding of each other when drunk, because looking back at our text convo from last night, they were literally just jumbled letters.
You took the glass microwave plate and said it was the closest thing to a frisbee, let me know how that works out for you
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