i hope thats the last time i ever see ryan's hairy ass fucking
At some point I made a semi-conscious decision that i was okay with sleeping in my own vomit.
I told him I would sleep with him if he could name all the colors of the wind.
i was so drunk he made me beileve the song was called "thanksgiving sex."
I don't plan to be alive for 2010 so ima say this 12 hours early. Happy New Year bitches
currently hungover, lying in bed and cutting cheese with my drivers license. ashamed? not even a little bit.
Sorry for calling you a whore in front of your mom. World cup brings the worst out of me.
hung over. covered in somebodies makeup. and ready to drink.
You should make it a point to use vocabulary that is competition appropriate around him, like "champion" and "training" and "victory sex"
the fat guy in me is very excited, and the skinny guy in me is very excited for the fat guy in me
GLITTER SLIP N SLIDE MUTHAFUCKAH~
Yeah you're weird. You once told me you would by me a house in the middle of sex. Like as you were thrusting.
It's three am. I'm drunk in a stairwell in Vegas. My flight leaves at six. Help.
I may or may not have just had sex in the bed of a pick-up at a drive-in movie theater.
He was singing on top of spaghetti, and then started crying. He said it was the saddest song ever, "so so sad".
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