uhhh i just had a guy tell me he's seen more jam bands and done more drugs than i could err imagine. what a turn on.
It smells like weed.
We are in Boulder, Everything smells like weed.
What can I say...he's packing some serious heat down there. You wouldn't expect that looking at him, huh?
I guess God knew he was going to be bald...
We had one of those mutual "I know your on a dating website, I won't tell if you won't" glances.
I find it ironic that im starting my birth control on mothers day.
I'll put it this way. My grandkids felt that fuck.
Fuck morning classes and our weekday drinking habits.
God damn him and his understanding ways and little hip muscle things.
Then he kept saying sentences and ending them all with "the point of no return" even if it didn't make sense, and kept telling this other guy he wouldn't be his "wife son"
My Internet history has 23 searches for 24 hour cake. Self respect plummeting.
I'm sorry for aggressively singing the Frasier theme song at you so many times last night.
So don't be alarmed when you go into your bathroom, he's sleeping in the tub with your brothers dinosaurs. also I'll clean up the sticky floor later. (you don't wanna know)
just reached the point where my breast implants paid from themselves in free drinks.
She was riding me and giving me score updates to the basketball game at the same time..... Shes a keeper
we've talked on the toilet we're linked now
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