To answer your question of whether I "went back," tits just informed me I was kicked out for falling off my barstool and passing out on the floor...
they say Disney World is the happiest place on Earth. It's a close second to the Super 8 on route 18. That place holds some great memories.
i'm so high i feel like the people i'm chatting with online can some how see that i'm naked.
i mean really, i cant compete with a cucumber
i need you to recap everything for me beyond "i think i'm gonna try vodka-pong"
He made me stop in the middle of giving him a blowjob so he could go get his glasses. because he "wanted to see". I need to stop dating nerds.
I swear if it wasn't for meeting for drug dealers @ gas stations, i would never remember to get gas.
My god. We'll be gay porn millionaires.
Best part? I know that the likelyhood of this turning into an intimate relationship is like 4.25%
I'll keep you from getting pregnant and you keep my papers gramaticallly correct
It was fine until he came back to my place, grabbed a beer, HIGH-FIVED me, and left.
he forgot we were at my place and not his so he tried kicking me out of my own apartment by saying "so, you can go whenever you want...."
Dude. If I met a dinosaur right now. we'd totally be on the same page. Brainwaves and shit.
You know I'm dangerous when I have make-out withdrawals
woke up this morning and she was gone. but she left a box of donuts on the counter with a note saying "for all the 'o's you gave me last night"
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