it was nice. we just kind of hung out. she didnt even mention the farting incident.
end the night at a gay bar...not sure how...but why the fuck do i have two condoms in my pocket?
I was like, "um, that's my butthole."
the liability waiver did not state that i couldn't bring my bottle of wine in the bouncy castle. it did Not.
Theres a disney princess moonbounce on karen st. and I'm drinking beer at a little league field. this might end with me in jail.
I fucked him in the bathroom at Cedar Point. if it hadn't been for me already combining my two favorite things in the world the whole bathroom thing would have been a little disgusting.
thanks for leaving the note with the doctor's recommendations for my lip, they are dissolvable stitches right?
And dont tell me its his job to cockblock me just because he's my boyfriend.
I went to grab his drink and my hand grazed his dick. It was magical.
The bank teller laughed at me....I'm apparently that fucking hungover looking
All I wanted was my $85. Judgement free. But nooooo
I left my pipe in my center console with a bowl packed when I took my car to the shop, and when I picked it up the weed had been smoked, but my oil change was only half price.
Use "feeling words"
Yay
I mentioned your name at this party and some girl started crying.
He balanced a treat on his nose, and then he rolled me a joint. My bf is the best pet ever.
There's a weed, money and oreo filled pinata promised for our party.
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