I've been emailing with a woman. I don't think she's into me, but we've become sorta email buddies. I'm hoping to meet her because on her profile she states she's into 'fisting.' Frankly the thought kinda freaks me out but I'm dying to see what kind of woman is 1) into that and 2) admits it upfront.
yup, got lost on my way to the final. maybe i should have gone to this class all semester
Is it obsessive that I keep picking my crazy sex rug burn scab so it leaves a scar I can remember him by?
You realize at the bar last night we blew on imaginary whistles like rose from titanic right?
Went home drunk last night and peed on my Christmas tree, my mothers going to fucking kill me
Just took last nights make up off with a sock. That hungover.
I'm never waking up next to someone after sex again. It's alllll downhill from there.
Just living on dreams and a bed of used condoms
Gregs sitting in the living room in his underwear hitting the bong watching a rob schneider movie. His lack of fuck giving is inspirational
And don't worry, I have a great track record of rallying after a casual midday blackout.
someone at the bars was yelling at the bouncer to let him in because he "just passed through the 7 levels of the candy cane forrest" soulmate?
go meet him and give him your number.
I went to the hospital to have my arm checked out, and they already knew the story. They gave me props for posting photos on facebook before even coming to the hospital.
the last thing is remember is that strange guy in the leotard...i woke up in my bed, naked, with a half eaten grilled cheese on my nightstand, a six pack in the fridge, a new pack of cigarettes on my pillow and coke in my purse. apparently i bought some drugs, shopped and cooked. typical.
I just realized I'm not wearing clothes. I think my pants may be in the kitchen but I have no idea where my shirt is. I'm kinda worried.
Have you actually looked at the corn flakes box? I don't think the rooster has a soul.
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