I just walked into the kitchen and my dad was having this uber serious convo
With himself
I climb out of my sunroof. I mean its kind of embarrassing but part of me feels awesome and ninja like.
For some reason I just don't think you going to the gay bar alone on thanksgiving is a good idea.
Second night spent with creepy guy. I either need to change his nickname or stop doing this.
Also I smoked away my sore throat last night. It's a 420 miracle.
Haha. Last winter I went through this phase where id go to the bars with my own giant goblet and demand to be served white wine and red bull hah
Blah blah blah. Just come home and put a baby in me.
Are you wearing clothes?
Fuck no, who do you think I am
Nothing like cleaning out your cleavage from lunch, finding cookie crumbs and eating them...
He's like all my past boyfriends wrapped up into one fuck up. It's enjoyable to watch.
I need to wake up with a beard between my thighs more often, I'm a fucking saint.
It's not above me to sleep with him solely for his authentic budweiser shirt
I was out of breath when we were getting started and he offered me his inhaler so he's a keeper
I woke up to both of you drawing on me in sharpie, unless a glorious threesome was had the night before that is not okay.
Who says it wasn't?
Cat needed to get out last night. Walking to the door was too much effort so I encouraged (pushed) him to leave via window.
Isn't your room on the second floor?
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