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"
I have blocked the memory from my mind. He is just a fuzzy cloud floating with my other bad decisions..
I need to cry about outer space to someone. Can I call you?
spotted: something called the tunnel of opression. i feel like if we patricipated we wouldnt even be phased or we could run it better than them
you threw up into the pocket of your shirt. which was pretty damn polite
We enjoyed our moment of partial gayness together
I woke up five hours later with a mouthful of Jimmy John's while clinging to my sandwich.
Wanna smoke some ancient weed I just found in a box of cake mix?
and here comes the time of my day when I haw to convince a guy to drive my cape and my handle to my dorm.
Do you hit a new low in life when you have to carry around a puke bag in your purse when you're hungover?
At this point it's more of an experiment to see how much actual bush growth is possible. See, being single can be both educational and surprisingly comfy!
I trusted a fart in Toronto. NEVER TRUST A FART IN TORONTO.
she crawled a good forty meters just to whisper in my ear... "dildon't"
I feel like you're encouraging me to commit a felony.
I feel like you're wasting time.
Psssh like you wouldn't lick BBQ sauce off my nipples.
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