This whole foot fetish thing is getting out of control. He would rather hold my feet than me after we fuck.
dizzyuy bat. 3.453 lkos. hoit sx, now im single. blackouteed
at one point he was caressing me in the kitchen asking me my name over and over again and then asking what my favorite continent was
I may have broken a few toes and my face hurts. I do know that I pissed the bed so at least I've got some closure there
Absinthe night with my dad again, I could get used to this being home thing.
Someone please drive out to my house to bring me a beer.. There are some in the fridge but I just can't get up
So after your set last night some 42 year old woman bought me a drink, professed her love for your music, and then made out with me last night because she thought I was you. Thank you.
what the hell is that chicken wire thing she's holding?
An artistic expression of her stupidity.
I mean, I already put pants on today. We're already halfway there
If I died tonight, I'd be content knowing you were the last person to see my boobs.
I apparently pulled his dick out at the bar and started yelling "DICK PICS IN REAL LIFE!"
It was a blast. I was going to say that throwing up in the airport bathroom wasn't classy, but it's classier than quietly puking into a fast food cup while in your seat during takeoff...
I just put on my bra while peeing. I fear this will be my big achievement of the day.
I walked in on a circlejerk after punching that guy out. Instant karma.
Do you remember what happened last night? All I could find we're phone numbers of strip clubs in Detroit. Did we go to Detroit?
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