he confessed his love for me, threw up on my pillow and then fell asleep on said pillow. i met him last night.
better than last weekend. things are really looking up for you.
i need you to recap everything for me beyond "i think i'm gonna try vodka-pong"
I guess you can say it's a tradition... whoever brings home the ugliest guy has to do all the cleaning the next day
there was a 40 knocked over. chips and salsa all over the floor. and she was in her thong doing boot camp on demand in the middle of the room..
This is worse that I thought. He's playing violin for me.
Some chick just tried to plug her vodka into the wall.
there are people swimming in the fountain next to the library... hello senior week
You are softly singing to the wall while slow dancing with it. I feel as though you should discontinue this behavior.
I would watch the shit out of some full house right now.
I JUST WANT TO HAVE MILDLY SOCIALLY ACCEPTABLE SEX WITH HIM AND CALL HIM CUPCAKE.
Pounding your chest saying "me Tarzan" is not flirting or even talking
the new numbers in my phone would beg to differ
The strip club incident sums up our friendship pretty well
I mean, I Just Had Sex in 4 on her top 25 most played list. That's got to give you some indication
Just want to apologize again for asking to spot your form in the shower.
I'm just really glad SD weather is so erratic so I can get away with wearing a scarf in May to cover up these hickeys.
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