I woke up this morning and thought "Im sure I've seen this house in a porno" and instantly googlemapped myself
sometimes i shoot so far i amaze even myself.
And my awkwardness continues. I felt the need to send him a text that said roar. I did it.
Waldo just asked us for directions. Even he doesn't know where he is.
just got drunk at a party with Christmas themed solo cups.. holidays are officially here.
y-o-u-r-e = you are, y-o-u-r = your. you are a bag of douche not your bag of douche. if you're going to insult me at least do it in proper english. that is all.
He cooked me dinner. I showed my appreciation by showing up shithoused and breaking a bottle of steak sauce on his floor.
All I know is that I'm not gonna send out SOS messages via twitter for your rescue this time.
STOP WHATEVER YOU ARE DOING AND GO OUTSIDE RIGHT NOW. THE MOON LOOKS LIKE CATWOMAN
I just realized that in 3 weeks it becomes sad if I make everything into a drinking game. Fuck growing up
i was really hopeful that i could make it to the end of the semester without doing something stupid enough to destroy our relationship but i guess i was wrong..........thanks vodka
You're right. Cause really... I'm in the back of his head. Even though what I said was better than "I have herpes"... I did once say that to him. So I'm like a reoccurring nightmare.
What was the name of that sleazy asshole I'm not allowed to sleep with?
Watching Colbert Report and porn at the same time.
Is that strawberry winking at me??
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