Well, emily woke up in Hoboken, cati woke up in jersey city, and i woke up in brooklyn....and our hotel room we rented in the city remained empty. Best birthday yet.
my mom hid the smirnoff from me. this is the most fucked up game of hide and seek EVER
Karaoke into a bottle of boones. dear summer in alabama, glad to see you again.
He had Jail Releases phone number programed into speed dial on his phone.
Rent Disney Oceans. Smoke a bowl. Fast forward to the seal section. Then call me.
chugging beers on the train. people are staring. I would be offended if it wasn't 8:30
That's the last time I do shots near a campfire.
Are you asking me on a date where we get shithoused and do some fingerpainting?
You destroyed the landscape if my vagina FOREVER.
The only explanation I can think of is that he still likes me. Which gives me an enormous amount of power over him and makes me laugh with malicious intent.
Virginity is like the pottery barn-you break it, you bought it.
Thanks....I've always wanted my vagina compared to an overpriced coffee table
I wore home his HoHoHo boxers. I've never felt such a connection to an article of clothing.
Though the booty shorts might give me an extra discount. Or arrested. We'll see.
we had a full conversation and he only brought up drugs twice. overall I'd call it a success
Sadly my Summer of Cocks is coming to an end
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