Don't feel obligated to get back to me but I think I just fell in love with a middle aged waitress at the Dennys in waco. She's used but in good condition.
My boobs are too big for things to be going this downhill in my life.
He keeps asking where i got my clothes and accessories. i'm not sure if he wants to fuck me, or go shopping.
Still can't decide which I'm more disappointed about: the blow job I gave him or the donuts I ate after.
we found his I.D. in the upstairs bathroom...under a towel in a hidden pile of snacks from her kitchen
its all coming back to me in waves....waves of humiliation and nausea.
Why not. Its my b-day, you're in town, I'm in town, bars are in town, and alcohol is in town. I don't see anything not good about those things.
They're pole dancing on a handicap sign post.
Uhh... I think I meant "Be proud, I'm taking shots before my public speaking test." "Coffee and vodka is not good" and "Also, I'm giving blood drunk."
Almost caused a huge accident on the highway because I was distracted by how orange the road barrels were
I'll take "things you shouldn't say to a guy you just met in a bar" for 100!
The more I think about it, the more convinced I am that I'm the solution to all of T-Swift's guy problems.
At least your road beer policy is responsible. Well, relatively speaking.
So my ex just asked for my address to send me his wedding invitation... in Europe. Awesome.
That’s basically a green light to fuck his dad
I SHOULD BE TERRIFIED OF HIS DRAGON DICK.
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