I just walked into a tree. I think it's time to go home.
i chose cheese fries over sex for the third time this week.
Not hooking up w him- he has one of those L.L. Bean book bags w his initials on it
I took her to see 2012 then broke up with her, the movie was a metaphor.
Got kicked out of the baseball game with a 4 officer escort. Not bad for a monday night.
the night got glorious when you tried to do an upside down keg stand with a near empty key and dropped it on your face
He just referred to himself as a sharp shooter. I had sex with that.
He put up a Facebook album attempting to sell off their Harvard furniture. Items for sale include: his friend, a broken lamp, an item described as a 'carpet and/or sleeping bag', a pair of paint stained cargo pants, size 'Tyler', and a self proclaimed $3 bottle of wine, which he is offering for $2
I guess crabs is what I get for sleeping with my ex.
alll i remember is comming back downstairs, his pants were off and he was aplauding me
Under no circumstances is tits McGee to make that kind of decision about my life!
His eyefucking isn't even normal eyefucking; it's eye anal.
I'm telling you, this vagina is really making the rounds lately...
So adding to the list of things my boobs can do, sweeping with a broom is apparently a thing.
i woke up on the third floor, naked in a closet.
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