4:12a: just got back to his place now. I don't want to talk about it
So he flipped me over and suddenly went limp then told me he was thinking about his ex.
so you punched his junk, right?
I may or may not have eaten the rest of your birthday cake last night after getting blazed and watching harry potter.
i think you have the wrong number
so then it wasn't your birthday cake. k, cool.
New moon trailer came on. Theater booed. I love these people.
No. Especially when my uncle started stripping. Too many shots. So that's where I get that from.
he will always be the guy i fucked in the hallway.
Apparently I was pointing at birds and yelling "YOU USED TO BE A DINOSAUR!!!"
I feel like an ass. I'm not blacking out ever again. I want to clean your feet for a year. Just like Jesus did.
Our lady landlord called. Dot worry, I handled it. Drunk. Tell her it was Nate. Done. Good. Bye. Drunk.
btw my frat has a search out for you. the "girl who threw up in the middle of the party" but it was on some fat girls. so thank you.
I saved a note for myself but all it said was "am I a slutty Holden Caulfield?"
Tolerating him while I'm not drunk is like trying to find a word that rhymes with orange
I just had to explain to my grandma what a reach-around is. Too far..
This reminds me of the time you were crying and puking in the toilet at that party while i did shots of tequila in between blow drying your feet. miss you!
You've been inside me, dude. There's no such thing as TMI.
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