we got back to my place and he started talking about feelings. i politely told him to leave and that he managed to cock block himself.
Five things that make you perfect. Go.
The skin of a dead hooker. The blood of the innocent. The soul of a kitten. The hat from cat in the hat. And sunglasses.
Wake and baked to watch the boston marathon. God I love massachusetts
i can't find my house
we droppd you off right in front! i even walked you to the steps less then 3 mins ago.
i'm pretty sure my house moved.
Also, the wait staff kept prematurely clearing my Manhattans. Not sure if it was an oversight or a hint.
I held his ankles while he hung off the top bunk attempting to get my pillow that fell off.
I didn't realize how drunk I was until my vagina was in the snow.
Had the best sex Thursday night then Friday night I met his girlfriend. The worst thing is we became friends like she gave me her number.
no strings attached, like you could fuck him and then throw him off a building right after
Omg drank too much. Threw up in my Santa hat on the train and then of course it leaked all over me.
I am never drinking with the goths again.
I don't need tinder boy anymore but I do need free sushi
The waitress at the Denny's in usa remembered me from 2 years ago when we went at 4 in the morning plastered, wearing overalls and huge inflatable corona hats on our heads
It's confirmed. I have two dates on Saturday, and they are both named Mike.
I look over and the both of you are naked, and he's eating chicken nuggets off the floor
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