Hey, what are you up to?
Drinking wine with the guys and watching 7 Pounds.
Looking back I guess I could have changed that to beer and Die Hard.
she just put all the cheese in the refrig to sleep.. and yes we did finish you bottle.
I wish I loved anything like you love Tequila.
Well if it makes you feel any better I threw up at Roadhouse. And then on the way to the train. And then in a water fountain. And then in a plastic bag on the train.
French people screaming and throwing stuff out the window. We told the manager and he's pissed and going up there. This is gonna be like cops. Maybe better than cops.
It's just like riding a bike. Only it's a dude's face.
Blood and glitter go together right?
We tried to break her futon, I crushed my balls instead. You have one less reason to be jealous that my balls are insanely huge and yours are not.
We picked up some guys dressed as shamrocks at taco bell. I will text you with further information.
I had to make out with him. He bought me a few drinks and he was an Angels fan. As a Yankee fan that was my way of saying good game and sorry we beat the shit out of you
I love THIS fish, the rest of the ocean can go fuck itself. I am ahab and he is my whale
She judged ME for picking my nose when SHE has the clap.
Blow job season was short but glorious.
I'm getting drunk by myself again. But I'm not shotgunning any of them. That's self-restraint, right?
Our conversation concluded a weekly schedule of casual sex in between classes.
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