We're exchanging pot brownie recipes in my substance abuse class. This is going to be an awesome 7 weeks.
There's half of a squirrel in the bathtub - i figured you'd be the one to go to.
In hindsight buying the pill crusher with my vicodin prescription might have been too much.
Just remembered I hit myself in the face with a bottle then did the nose test and decided I was still good. Don't think anyone noticed.
I mean looking back on it, it's unlucky but at least now we can say we were in jail from 2011 to 2012
That's thinking positively..
I'm surprised, it's been so long you must be starving
At a certain point, the zombie-like hunger goes away. Then the sadness sets in. Then you start lying to yourself that you're taking some "me time." Then you remember you dodged chlamydia and Buddha knows what else. Then you're at peace with it.
also, sleeping with your chipotle guy sounds like a good idea until you want chipotle on your day off and have to look somewhat presentable to acquire said chipotle.
I am lonely and hungry. I need a girlfriend, but I'd settle for my mom.
I mean, he drove your car and it burst into flames, if anyone cant be trusted, it's him.
I think we've gotten passed awkward... the day I woke up at the palms and ur getting eaten out by the dude who just fucked me on the balcony.
Too bad Amazon Prime wouldn't get the wine bra flask to you in time. Concealed alcohol and huge tits? Win-win.
Actually we have similar relationship styles aka no relationship... it could work
Considering what happened last night and how horrible I feel, I look amazing
As in, legitimately worried. You just sent me a 6 message long text that did not contain any complete words.
Nothing kills the mood like opening another guy’s dick pic in bed
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