when I woke up she was standing in the living room with a bottle of scotch because she is "allergic to hangovers"
And then i made him answer questions about me before i took off my clothes
I'm going to leave the fate of whether I go to my midterms up to my dealer hitting me up or not
I literally might walk of shame home on a cable car. If that doesn't scream San Francisco I don't know what does
Better than last year. I didn't wake up to an after thanksgiving human shit on my living room floor. I think it's a sign I'm growing up at almost 30.
I got high with the cantor. Rethinking this whole non-practicing Jew thing.
How long can I keep it classy to hook up in my old office building? Two more years? Does it get weird after 30?
State dependent memory. I just needed to feel my teeth. It was like a fog was lifted.
Model at car show < day drinking with your favorite sister. Get your head in the fucking game Christopher.
Nope. I've found you care about two things in life: your momma and spreading your seed.
Don't tell him that you hope he dies in a boring missionary position with his wife. That doesn't go over well.
Wish me luck. My vagina needs it.
May his noodley appendage touch you.
I can't wait to get to LA so I can punch her in the face
everytime he speaks i want to fuck him less. i just wanna tell him to shut up and take his pants off and we could both be happy.
He ate me out for my sailor moon manga and I gave him a blowjob for his Devilman manga. Pretty sweet deal imo
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