Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
girl! he was asleep with his back to me.he farted and i actually felt the wind blow across my leg.nice
i asked why he had a giant piece of popcorn duct taped to his head and he said "No, it's actually part of my neck." so no, i didn't fuck him.
They've started ranking girls from "paper-bag" to "I just came." Please come get me
Don't put random dicks in your mouth or any other crevice for that matter... and i'm home in 30 seconds
Wish I got that text last night instead of this morning.
I just discovered how perfect a shot glass is for putting your chicken nugget dipping sauces into. Like I'll probably do this when I'm a mother feeding my children.
I told him that he was essentially a very life-like dildo with a person attached so he needed to stop having feelings because it was getting annoying. He agreed.
she's unstoppable after she starts doing shots and yelling NANNER
It was all going fine until I had to chug that strawberita bud light. That really ended badly.
There's no winning that game with me. It's either "Can I walk home at the end of the night," or "am I throwing up trying to sleep in the front yard." Rules are irrelevant.
I will pepper spray him so fast I don't even care
He said "send me a motivational picture" so I sent one with mayo on my face that said "clearly I'm no stranger to white stuff on my face"...I'm the fuckingng worst
Walking actually physically hurts. We should do it again some time.
long story short... we may or may not have lost your car.
You don't need yoga. You need a boyfriend! Trust me I've become all sorts of flexible this past year.
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