um. i met him on myspace...we text now, he lives down the street
the last thing i remember is ordering pitchers of white russians....
The one from last night got me a whole floor of Eskimo Brothers. There was a celebration of high fiving as I left
There is a mosh pit in our kitchen. You better hurry.
Ill trade u your bra for a run to the liquor store...
It's that "make a Pringle and Twinkie sandwich" kind of depression.
Remember when we had a keg, and then another 5 cases... and like 30 people drank it all?
Everything hurts.
I woke up with a black eye, bruised knuckles, wearing women's clothing, in a house I did not recognize, next to a solid 9. Thank you for making 21 special.
I can't turn my head to the left, I'm pissing out of my ass, and my finger went through the toilet paper today... I need you.
that's the second time I've left that bar and slept with the person that's driven my car. thank god I don't take cabs..
He's all enlightened and liberal. My next beefcake will be much more Neanderthal.
My yoga ball is now going to be used for actual exercise instead of somewhere to suction cup a dildo
Yeah. I hurt his pride. But he's not over it. And by it I mean me.
Fursuit judi Dench just stared directly at me for 3 solid minutes telling me that cats arent dogs and i believe her because if i dont cat jason derulo might try to have sex with me
Let me call you later. I’m lining up some office dick now that working at home is ending
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