Yours is on the dinner table...mine is in my underwear drawer.
Should I go home with him even though I know my Run DMC undies have skid marks on them?
he just told me his nickname was "nickexplodeon"
does that mean he doesn't last long?
we sang "a whole new world" together. either he's my gay best friend or the love of my life.
I don't understand why we need a holiday to become more aware of boobs...
Same here... Well I was planning on having some sort of deep conversation, but looking at how grim of an outlook tomorrow has on you, I'll just re-inform you that I have your pants.
you fucked my boyfriend. margarita girls night will not fix this.
do you remember the combo for the lock to my pants?
He just broke up w his most recent gf again, wish I could message her and be like it's not you he's gay.
wearing my roomate's scarf as a dress...halloween 2011 ladies and gentlemen
Why does your place smell like gin and misery?
I prefer to think of it as 'ode to single life'
Speaking of which.. there's underwear in my backseat and Arby's cheese sauce on my door handle. So much for my new Volvo bringing out my classy side.
Getting blackout drunk infront of my family was never on my bucket list, but now that I've done it I'm cool with it.
Remind me to tell you about this weekend with them. It was the least fun I have ever had drinking. And I have thrown up pork and beer through my nose on the side of the freeway.
Step one: We finally agreed on an au pair that we both wanna fuck.
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