So pretty much, I was trying to piece last night together and remembered a point where I was pointing to you heart then touching your face. I'm not sure that I ever translated that to "I like your personality better than your looks" but that's what I meant
Riding home in a carseat. Worst. Night. Ever.
my mom just told me how she used to love having sex while stoned. wtf.
then my best friend's brother, boyfriend, and future bro in law showed up at the bar. they asked who i was there with. didn't know if "a 40 year old man" or "my 5th grade teacher" was better answer.
i guess that's what happens when you find your girlfriend at the zoo
I think vodka calistinics prior to and during beer olympics was a bad idea
the last girl i hooked up with and the last guy i hooked up with are hooking up right now. this is where bisexuality becomes a problem.
I'm not sure if doing him was such a good idea. Yes the sex was good, but I'm scared I set myself up for failure in 2011 because he's the hottest guy. Ever.
I know how I'm going to make my fortune.. designing an icepack made specifically for the vagina.
BTW I totally understand panda express being popular amongst the highs. I can feel the shrimp being slaughtered in my mouth. It's fantastic.
the bad thing about being great at twerking is that I'm powerless to stop myself from doing it when I'm drunk and in public.
My liver is whispering mean things about me to my kidneys. It's a fucking miracle I'm not hungover. Lol
It's rum buckets o'clock
I wonder if there is a über wall of shame that you are currently on. Like between drivers.
You were filing your nipples with a nail file to "make them sharper"
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