Hot guy, man whore rep, huge crush, alcohol that will fuck you up. I fail to see how this could go wrong
I miss you. Just wanted to say that before the drugs kicked in so it's legit.
So I'm cool with the whole break up, but it sure is a shame we didn't get to use those handcuffs.
I just walked into his bathroom to see two poops floating... no toilet paper. WTF!?
so then you were screaming "GIVE ME KELVINS!" and heating things up in the microwave and no one knew what you wanted
Now you know why i just sit on the toilet and scream
I have no idea what i drank..i remember dancing and ass grabbing..u falling. Headbutts. Trying not to puke. And deja vu.
I just used my thong as a hair tie. I think I reached my limit.
I truly don't know anything about sober relationships. Normally I would just drunkenly yell "sex?" in a guy's face. What do I do now? Be like, sooo uhhh, wanna do it? Awkward, and even worse, I will remember clearly just how awkward it was.
The state of Wisconsin is just irresponsible for letting me buy this many fireworks
sometimes i wish i was a boob, they get to chill in soft and cuddly little cup things.
We all make mistakes. Just lock them up deep down inside your mind so they can surface as weird sexual fantasies it takes your therapist years to decipher when your 40
I kind of want to throw a lot of things at him. Mostly blunt, heavy objects.
I asked him why he was eating an entire can of refried beans, the only answer I got was "revenge"
Yo whoever left a thong on the dining room table, first of all get help second of all please remove it now
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