Hey sorry about saying i hated you. it was the coke and the ice cream.
You're the host. Of course you wear the diaper. It's like wearing the pants.
if that blanket by the dog bowl was your dog's "bed" then i apologize to bailey for having sex on it
I got concerned once i realized you weren't there to hear us having sex. See I do worry about you.
he's drinking beer at home in his underwear tonight and if you want to come over the dresscode is underwear only. And you have to bring beer.
How much is that going to cost?
A lot of beer.
No just sleep deprived. James woke me up at 7 and forced me to eat a hot pocket with him cause he " didn't want me to die".
The less money I spend on drugs, the happier my mom will be.
The bouncer was just about to kick Sarah out for getting with this guy 'too physically'. I told him that was 'her style' and he let them stay. Banter.
The amount of drugs I did this weekend make me concerned about my health but at the same time fascinated to see if I could do more
Come to my pity party. It's being hosted in my basement. The theme is ambiguously sexual cuddling and wine.
Nothing says "First Single Holidays" quite like getting baked with the guy that took your virginity four years ago.
I haven't even sucked a boob is 6 weeks I hate not college
It's one of the few times I hit fuck it levels of not caring
are you really asking me this. do you KNOW how many times i masturbate in a day? yeah. wrong person to ask about romance.
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