so we had a 20 minute conversation and created the fb page WWND (what would Nana do?) last night after we took our Ambien...that is my definition of an overachiever
i just saw someone i know on True Life. i need new friends.
Going to a party tonight. Sorority girls will be there. Primary goal of the night: make one cry. Secondary goal: become a father.
new level of vanity: sex dreams about deep throating myself...
Fact: Telling a guy he has erectile dysfunction doesn't solve the problem.
This is a mass text: my birthday is tomorrow, and I want a full day of birthday sex. Send me your availabities. Time slots begin at noon
the only thing coherent you said from what i saw of you is when you were throwing up, i asked if you were done and you just "uh huh you know what it is"
I want to start this convo out by apologizing for the broken toaster.
i ran into my coworkers when i was walking home last night. i was shirtless. i think i gave my shirt to Walter. he's a cat.
im still drunk. birthday week begins.
Toilet is so comfy. Serious question/why does weed make every surface feel like bed?
I hope your pay increase has gone through because I might need bail. This is not what I dreamed adulthood would be like.
I give you full permission to fuck a rando on my air mattress.
I am at Brians in a pirate costume, what the hell am I thinking
no it was not a "magical experience". After we dropped, he just sat there staring at my laptop going "apple makes beautiful things".
Oh god...Did I just fuck a sugar granddaddy?!
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