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i'm trying to reconcile what i did last night with who i am as a person.
I have no idea what i drank..i remember dancing and ass grabbing..u falling. Headbutts. Trying not to puke. And deja vu.
I banged her roommate when she was gone. She came back with a chicken sandwich and a bj. Then she said " smells like my roommates vagina" I think I can get a threesome tonight
she's living proof man. somebody has literally pissed in the gene pool
i love all of you. Physical. Emotional. Mental. All of it. When we speak i feel like a feather or a dragon depending on the conversation ...
There are two things I love in this world. Dick and cats. Why can't I just have dick and cats forever
You are like a vicious sex animal persistently seeking prey
hey fuckhead. when i said not to grow shrooms in our apartment, that didn't mean "yea, sure. grow shrooms in our apartment"
we tried to exchange flip flops in the parking lot and fell over then army crawled home
In the mean time, I'll continue to kick ass at running and become a successful stripper while he might hook up with one average looking girl he met at a club. I so win.
Love these next 4 months. Wake up from a college football hangover and get to put your hand down your pants and watch NFL football all day.
I lost a shoe at the club last night, I think that's when I decided to go home.
I just realized I have a habit of pre gaming for therapy visits. Problem?
We'll discuss it when you get here
I'll text you tomorrow when I'm not in someone's torture cave if I don't by noon call for help.
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