when your friendship is based on dead babies and vodka there is a delicate balance. lesson learned. for what its worth, you are still my number one.
how should i go about explaining the hickey i drunkenly gave myself last night?
I was ready to fuck him until he pulled the "I might be bi curious" card. Now its turned into a guilt fuck. It's like he's a 3rd world child in need of a sexual orientation.
Nah I'm perfectly content solely banging the married bartender once a week.
That's practically a relationship for you
My halloween constume SCREAMS "Hey i just got done with a shitty relationship and I'm DTF"
Ok I have to ask, whose idea was it to used crushed up norcos as margarita salt? And what did they say to convince everybody else to think it was a good idea?
He actually has his life put together though, during the date we walked by a shoppers drugmart where my friend and I once flashed a janitor and all I could wonder was how does he not see shit show written all over me?
Hypothetical question. Say I was bleeding profusely, close to your house, and needed a place to go to clean up and perform minor surgery on myself. Like now.
Its okay that he doesn't remember you, he only remembers girls by their boobs and I think you were wearing a jacket
He says we're "annoying" but that's an odd word to describe a couple of heroic liquor saiyans
But in today's society it's frowned upon not to wear pants in public.
My ladyscape is the envy of many and the shangrila of few. I will display it proudly.
I know. In fairness he did tell me to throw up out his window onto his roof so I don't think he's pissed at me but I'm still mortified by the whole situation.
I just want to have sex and eat dumplings. Is that so much to ask?
you said "it's karaoke night" and tried to use my dick as a microphone
Apparently I promised everyone at the party I'd partake in various winter sports with them..
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