Are you going to tell your therapist we boned?
Got laid at the last second. Facebook chat is good for something afterall.
Thank God. You really dodged a small penis there.
I'm sitting in my bathroom sink, eating a tuna sandwich. He had better weed than I expected.
she got the salsa and pickles out of the fridge looked at me and said what can i make with this
I may be in the process of acquiring a second male fuck buddy and dating a girl....FUCKING STOP THE TRAIN I'M ON! THIS IS NOT A DRILL!!
Now I'm heckling that my belch is more exciting than their fireworks and I peed down the driveway.
It wasn't so much skinny dipping. It more like skinny walking...through a fountain.
I'm doing laundry from this weekend.. That poor shirt I wore to the rave smells like a dead animal that rolled in weed and pain..
Day 1 of the Fuck Your Ex weekend has been productive. Already boned Steph and we're both still glad we arnt together anymore.
I made $130 by ordering two pizzas and charging them $10 a slice. If they weren't so stoned they might have realized they could have just ordered another pizza for $20.
It's like a harem of immaturity and bad ideas...and that's coming from me
and here comes the time of my day when I haw to convince a guy to drive my cape and my handle to my dorm.
I woke up with chocolate melted between my tits. I'd say that's a win for all parties involved.
I thought the dude was just really enjoying his piss but apparently he was jerkin off into the urinal.
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