sorry if i was weird last night, had weird deja vu that we had done that before, i mean with the peanut butter.
we had.
well that explains the rash. i dont think i should see you again.
So i wrote 'don't sex me' on my stomach, so that if we got to a point where my shirt is off - he would know how i really feel, not just the alcohol talking
how did that work out?
Well, all the water washed it off, so we ended up fucking since i didn't have my reminder...
at which point I apparently ran in and shouted "I made the sex with that one!"
I was under the impression that I sent actual words. turns out it was a series of letters and question marks on a side note we still had sex
It's like, I'm the official vagina for that DJ group
Nah the bridesmaids all had dates. I slept with the next best thing: girl who WANTED to be a bridesmaid but didnt make the cut.
oh, you know. just sitting in my bed high as fuck wearing a windbreaker and watching british tv.
dude, apparently i tried to force feed my grandma bananas last night.
Disasters an understatement. Hurricane alpha chi omega hit. On my way to buy carpet cleaner, super glue, and a new liver. Be back soon.
He titled his birthday party on facebook, "BJ's in PJ's- an adult slumber party." I'm the only one invited.
Until then we have the self affirmation from retweets and nights alone with pizza..
My nose hurts from that stripper beating me with her tits
You challenged yourself to walk backwards all the way to the bar... And you did
He's basically me if I was an 8-yr-old boy. It's like looking into a pudgy terrifying mirror
I just remembered that we had an in-depth conversation about how it was too stressful to wear pants.
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