I don't care if you go out, because at the end of the night I know i'll be the one fucking you.
that was completely unnecessary, true, but unnecessary
I have to think about this realistically and not with my vagina.
I'm fucked up. I can't drink anymore. We stole a cat.
We ended up sleeping in the emergency room for safety (you know, well lit, cameras..) and then an ambulance drove us to the train station around 4am. great last night in australia.
Maybe we could get a groupon for vasectomy. I'm game.
Every part of me is in agreement...but mostly my vagina
You gave me your shirt to use as a napkin every time I spilled beer on myself. Before we went to the bar.
It's still to early in our relationship to tell her I was sleeping in my car
Two run-ins with cops/park rangers tonight and now I'm just wandering around high and shirtless
Sacramento doesn't deserve you
Sounds good. Look at us. Planning sex like proper adults.
You were drink-wine-from-the-bottle drunk trying to take everybody's blood pressures again.
Just got road head. In broad daylight. On the interstate. During rush hour. Pushing the envelope one public bj at a time.
This love triangle bullshit is getting out of hand. It's now a love polygon and I want out
No one wanted to hang out so vodka and I are hanging out
I kept telling you not to give them blowjobs, but you kept screaming back, "it's okay, we're friends on facebook!"
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