how was the sex?
he smelled like pickles and burnt hair.
well, there's that.
I have left a significant number of teethmarks in my prhone. My mouth tastes like tequila and cheddar. Tomorrow already feels fun.
You drew a self portrait of yourself on his wall with sharpie.
currently hungover, lying in bed and cutting cheese with my drivers license. ashamed? not even a little bit.
STD scares really help you understand the whole six degrees of separation thing...
my boss just accepted "because it's 4/20" as a legitimate reason to take Friday off
Oh you know, we just bobbed for apples in a bucket full of jungle juice. So, a casual Tuesday night.
She needs more friends. Or a second therapist.
Soooo we should kick it sometime when it's like light outside. Drink outta cups.. Be bitches. 7, 6, 3, 5.. 4, 2, 1... Sschhkiddaellladiieessscchk
I like to be the stable force in your otherwise chaotic existence.
I can't believe I watched you put a tampon in in the parking garage
Sex and compliments. The way to my heart
After the bar we stopped to Meijer where I found myself singing little mermaid while rubbing a pack of hotdogs on my face..
Let’s try it, I’ve never had a bad time with sex, tacos and beer.
I don't know, all I remember is waking up at 4 in the morning to him going down on me.
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