I stood up and a chip flew out of my shirt and landed in the chip dish. I just walked away.
So pretty much, I was trying to piece last night together and remembered a point where I was pointing to you heart then touching your face. I'm not sure that I ever translated that to "I like your personality better than your looks" but that's what I meant
I got to stop making out with my boss at work. I think we should just get it overwith, be dissaponted and move on.
Literally getting boned by my flask right now. I didn't really think about this whole sneaking past security in a skin tight dress.
Who was that couple sleeping in your bed with us last night?
In an unknown location. With a giant marshmallow stuck to my back. Hello breakfast.
Missing both credit cards and just had a flashback of grinding my nuts on the terrified cab driver for amusement. i am feeling a slight hate for myself right now.
Woke up naked wearing mismatched earrings. Didn't even make it to the bar.
Im making gravy in a lace bra and jeans. Just call me the southwern wet dream
You don't care if I shave my legs, but you insist I be conscious for sex. Whatever. I really think your priorities are out of whack.
I kinda took a step back after our "surprise bottles night"
new dating motto: let your guard down, not your panties
Its like the floor is slow but life is fast?
I see you found the nyquil...
Definitely didn't just make out with a guy the same height as me just because we wanted to see what it would be like to not have to reach up....
God yes pancakes and booze sounds like the best night ever.
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