I texted him about a book we both like. I was expecting a "ya great book... let's bone" response. It didn't work
so tomorrow. i'm thinking coinstar then adderall?
I don't think he has that. His apartment was pretty much a tv and a bed. Topless girl calendar and a glass of water to put out cigarettes.
You put your red cup in a chain link fence and kept telling me you could use it as a telescope
Wow, Pearl Harbor and The Notebook are on. Its like the Im going to kill myself marathon.
I bruise way too easily for the kind of rough sex I want...
Your beautifulness. Funnyness. Sexy hairness. Coolness. Plus you ask google how far wendys is from your house. Will you marry me
the game I always play with drunk me is can-you-button-and-unbutton things? If the answer is no, go home. Usually it's his pants
I don't really know how to say this, but I have an oven mitt to return to you tomorrow..
I guess I could probably fit that in between deep self reflection and teenage mutant ninja turtles
He wanted me to blow him while he did curls and looked at himself in the mirror. Not sure if gay or ego maniac.
You took off all your clothes to try on her fur coat and then punched me when I said you couldn't wear it to bed.
So which one of you fuckers changed my backgrounds while I was passed out to me holding a chicken like the statue of liberty?
GOOD NEWS I CAN BRING THE VODKA IN MY LUGGAGE
Dude he's moving to fucking Germany now. What is it about your vagina that makes men want to flee the continent?
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