so i told him i still liked him. he laughed
well, your crazy. what did you expect?
Covered in glitter and dick. 2010 feels a lot like 2009.
By connection do you mean me drunkenly grinding my ass on his lap for an extended period of time? If so, then yes, we had a "connection"
Just saw a woman with a Pomeranian in her bra. Way to step up your game Seattle.
And all I wanted you to do is stand there and sing who let the dogs out.
No, listening to the fray and drinking a bottle of jack daniels does not count as counseling
He was still there when I ran half naked into my suitemate's room where she was skyping her boyfriend and I started singing I JUST HAD SEEEEX
I'm sorry I didn't respond. I had a shit day. However, I just masturbated to Adele's Rolling In the Deep while crying. It was oddly therapeutic.
Go to the bar. Find a girl. Ask if she can cook. Tell her you have a guitar at home. Ask her if she wants to see it. Bring her home. Sleep with her. Tell her it's your birthday in the morning. Enjoy your made with lust breakfast.
He was gunna drive a half hour for a makeout sesh. Time to take the diapers off and learn about the wonders of the penis, dude
I really love you gals. I'm sorry again. I'm just super protective of my poutine
In other news, I just threw up my burrito and am currently on all fours literally crawling back to my bed
he told me that he only likes small dogs. I should have known he was going to end up being little bitch.
I love that you put so much thought and effort into your nudes
I don't send half assed nudes. Go big or go home.
You kept shouting about how you were the king of all bitches...and doors, for some reason.
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