i hate sounding clingy, but i just wanted to verify i wasn't an asshole in your mind
how's this sound. You, me a box of pink franzia and a night full of possibilities in your basemen. I'll be me. You be you. And we'll see where it goes
Dude, she's just using you for your money, and Cavs tickets.
Honestly, what else do I have going for me?
You make a valid point.
bringing a ziploc bag full of Jim Beam to the movies may not have been the best idea.
I just scrubbed chocolate off the bathtub... You better have had a damn good birthday
I'm in his phone as "nashville blowjob" he also has "cleveland blowjob" "vegas blowjob" etc. i'm okay with this.
he went to find a bathroom and came back 10 minutes later with a fifth of bacardi, a pack of cigarettes, and two funnel cakes. he is a man among boys.
do you have any idea how hard it is to keep a boner while another dude is writing on your dick in sharpie?
You kept asking the bartender if you could "buy a dollar".
Everyone else in class agrees the weed smell is coming from me
I woke up this morning to find a stuffed animal submerged in the toilet. I'm not entirely sure if it was the cat or Kara.
Drunk and alone at a magic show is what my life has become without you
And then I cried about the Cubs for a half hour. If my dignity hadn't already been lost by that point in the night, it sure as hell was then.
Would you like to partake in getting high as fuck with your best friend and then proceeding to cry over the shit head guys we deal with?
So how do I get back in good graces for trying to trade you for superbowl tickets?
Randomize
