I mean, keeping the tube socks on AND taking cell phone pictures that he didn't ask for during sex? that's two strikes kiddo.
i hope not, i just know that at one point I was sitting on the bathroom floor eating bugles and crying because i had no one to show that it looked like I had witch nails when i stuck them on the ends of all ofmy fingers.
the only thing i remember last nigh is talking to some chick for thirty minutes about cheese.
i go for whatevers easier....i'm bisexual strictly due to the convenience factor
Drunk me needs to be reminded of my sexual preferences.
at least it wasnt animals
I think ill wear my dads dashiki but make it sluttier. We shall see
Nothing like moscato in your sinuses tobmake your night complete
Well you wanna do it now or later? I've had three shots and I'm listening to journey by myself. Emotionally there is no better prime time than right now.
I also have to vacuum the broken noodles out of my suitcase...
My favorite part was screaming to all my life by kc and jojo and just horribly failing
Romantically speaking, I want to sit on his face.
I feel bad cuz I was his ride home, but I didn't know I was going to have a religious experience with a guy in a cookie monster t-shirt. You can't plan for that shit.
he brought with him gifts of cookie dough and penis. upgrading our relationship from fwb's to bf/gf was an incredibly smart merger.
I have an important idea to tell you when I'm sober about a cat scratching my nose once and what it taught me. DONT LET ME FORGET.
While finding our clothes afterwards he says..."So do we like have to talk after this?"
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