Last-second stop at the drug store for lube and condoms. Clerk said "So uhmmm...that's a done deal, huh?"
High five!
She's coming to town, taking me to a Suns Game, wants Anal, and knows we're not going to date, I imagine this is what heaven is like
States back in the final four. Now our sunday night drinking has purpose. Sparty on baby.
Had a couple pieces of pizza for breakfast...suck on that Jamie Oliver.
It's only 8pm and Karl already got a stripper fired.
if the future wants me to fuck him, then i guss i have to
can't blv i tried using a "backpack" as a unit of measurement...i drank a lot of beer last night
im actually so stoned and hungover i feel like a bag of jello stuffed into a human shape
My walk of shame this morning would have been much less obvious if it hadn't been 6:30 in the morning and I wasn't walking through downtown Nashville in a Steeler jersey.
I just want a man to crawl into my bed with me and never crawl out. Anti socialism at his best.
It was technically 11... But I go by McDonald's time, if they aren't servin breakfast, it's the afternoon. Therefore I can drink
I met his parents. We played twister. My boob popped out.
Having sex with him is like eating mayo. Don't think about it, just do it. It's worth it.
Just threw up in the trash can at my desk. I guess "beating the hangover" eventually leads to this.
THERES A FUCKBOY IN MY PERSONAL SPACE
GET IT AWAY FROM ME IM ALLERGIC
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