what's the vibe there?
extraordinary amounts of gine
a kid in a transformers shirt tried to pick me up last night at work. he also rolled up on a bicycle, the kind with pedals. do i look that easy?
Talking to this girl is like playing minesweeper on hard. There's red flags everywhere.
long story short: there's a file in the master file cabinet labeled "lube".
If you fuck her, Im going to call you and I want you to cough 2 times.
I'd rate him "doable" on a scale from "ew, run" to "you should've already fucked him".
That's about an "8" on normal scales.
I'm about 95% it's a collapsed lung. Go big right?
I'd be 10x more excited if going out didn't require pants or the general giving of fucks
I'n not even sure we went out, but I know we broke into a cemetery.
Wake up. Eat bread. Find your dignity. Don't be late for work again.
He went to 7/11 first and came back with condoms and a banana "in case we get hungry"
He was cheering for me from the end of the bar as I sloppily ate a Ruben sandwich. It made me feel really special.
I saw the president of my women in business club at the bar last night...I was gonna thank her for teaching me the business skills to create my own fake to get in... then i decided not
people keep driving by and judging me for drinking natty outside in my underwear at 9 am. rude.
I'm sorry, but the bed has won this battle. I got up, changed my shirt, combed my hair, put on some deodorant, and then looked at my bed and got back in
Randomize