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.
meet me or not, i'm out of control
I got tired of walking to the bathroom that I decided to throw up in a cup. I now have 3 cups full of vomit on top of my mini fridge
i have one hour to talk myself into enjoying giving him a blow job when i get home
she's googling pictures of Freddy Mercury and whispering 'I'm ready'
Her brother is deaf.
no wonder she was so good with her hands
you made sure to tell everyone that the amount of people you had slept with was actually quite low, especially when the size of your breasts was taken into account
He told everyone he was going inside...an hour later we get a knock on the garage door from some dude telling us a guy is passed out on the lawn and we should get him inside because it's about to rain
last night we were having sex and i didn't care if i got off. i was just holding up my hand behind his head so i could look at my new ring. i think he knew.
After 12 shots he decided to show us knife tricks. You can figure out how it ended
Should we discuss the rug burns on my back or just save that for a separate conversation
We're all just looking at each other quietly, hoping that no one brings up last nights shenanigans.
Yeah.. I'm sorry I broke your phone. But in my defense you handed me the frying pan.
So... crashing at the hot bartender's place is not a solid marital decision.
Swiping left on your brother's Tinder account is possibly the worst way to learn he broke up with his girlfriend.
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