The walk of shame is so much worse when you've spent the night third wheeling.
well you can't waste a boner
he just booty called me in advance instead of waiting til 3 am when hes trashed. i think thats really considerate and gentlemanlike.
the last 2 times weve had drunk sex ive had to get the morning after pill.. he's turning into a real expensive fuck buddy.
One person in the car. Three blizzards. Alot of judging.
You insisted I take photos of you vomiting off the top of the tree.
Just got a event reminder on my phone to never party with you again.
Resolution for 2011: blow jobs are a privilege, not a right.
You need to come over. I cant get her to stop eating honey mustard straight from the squeeze bottle
In a strange taxi 3059. Battery dying I'm dying. Bye.
Let's play, "guess how long my Neighbours have been watching me dance naked".
No more margaritas for you. Also, tequila should be reclassified as a hallucinogen.
The walk of shame is a lot easier when I'm at a music festival and it's 12 feet from his tent to my tent
You are living the dream.
he was high. i was rolling face. we were both wearing grateful dead t shirts. at that point it's like we had no choice but to fuck
Woke up this morning with fake blood all over my bed which is a positive considering last year it was all real blood
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