By connection do you mean me drunkenly grinding my ass on his lap for an extended period of time? If so, then yes, we had a "connection"
you were asking all the dicks on chatroulette if they had daddy issues
Can you call him, he said something about going to the balcony to pee and now hes texting me saying hes lost
I ran a string through all of my old vicodin bottles and strung them on the tree. Tis the season.
Sometimes you gotta say "hey, its been a long semester. Let's puke before 10"
how do you not remember that?! you winked at the bouncer and then proceeded to grind on him while chugging a beer. i don't know if i should be proud or embarrassed to be your friend
Vodka and Jamison is not a mixed drink
He told me to tell my ass that he loved and missed it, and even though he hasn't known it long, it might be the one for him
gin. gin. Gin. GIN GIN GINGINFFdJH
is it bad that I see hot guys I wanna sleep with as challenges instead of actual people?
yes. but it works for you
Your not drunk until you have to grab on to the grass to keep from falling off the earth.
Ah Christ I think I've reached the single life mentality 100%. I just inquired a photographer about a photo shoot with my dog.
So I woke up this morning to find my laptop open, with a google search for "where to buy marble", and a hungover naked northern girl in my bed who told me that I claimed to be a sculptor last night and that I promised to sculpt a bust of her hands...
Good news! Blood’s flowing!
If I die bedazzle my coffin please.
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