I'm in the dining hall. that same guy is here again, the one who sits alone and talks to his silverware.
let me put it this way. im never saying "join in or get out" again unless i know whos in the room.
You are forgiven. I sent you a picture of a pumpkin man as a gesture of reconciliation.
who were those guys at the table sniffing dryer sheets?
you're being stingy. if you didnt want people to have sex on your couch, you shouldve specifically said so.
Some guy just bought a handle of cuervo, a curling iron, and a power drill. Paid with a jar of change. I'm torn between avoiding him and befriending him..
he had the kids march single file in front of us on the way home so they didn't have to watch him pulling me passed out in their wagon...
I've got to stop giving the gift of vagina for every occasion. I'm exhausted.
I got high with the cantor. Rethinking this whole non-practicing Jew thing.
I walked into my house with my pants inside out, no shoes and a limp. My mom asked me if I had fun but I passed out before I could reply...
well considering the guy who just delivered my cookies had to console me as i had a mental breakdown in front of him i'd say i'm 4/10 right now, thank you
Oh, in response to your "does dating get better" question...I feel like penises are getting smaller nowadays. Its been several years since I saw a good 8+ incher.
He got me to hold his phone, wallet, keys and pants while he hooked up with another girl.
I can't tell if my need for dick is more than my want to strangle him
God gave you your own nipples for a reason.
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