Everytime we come here you have an ex here.
I mean, he's dancing back and forth between pathetically sad and massively fucking creepy.
you woke me up in the middle of the night to tell me you were taking off your pants and it was not an invitation.
Need to stop getting stoned with this chick, I keep waking up covered in pizza sauce
it's like his penis is God's way of saying "sorry about his face"
the head trauma was worth the blowjob.
Overall win. We all know who got to sleep on the concrete outside of Denny's with you.
Almost ran over girl selling candy bars for charity. Pretty much obligated to buy at that point.
He called some chick he used to fuck for cash to get food delivered to cheer me up
I wanna say I regret bonging a beer while having sex with Mike, but it helped me get thru it.
Drunk me commented on almost all of her pictures. My favorite one is titled "be as the sea". My comment is "cold, rough, large and letting anyone come inside you. you accomplished." Guessing I'm not invited to the party anymore.
Well I'm glad your Saturday night went a lot better than mine. I spent mine crying in a McDonald's parking lot.
I'm not totally useless... You can use me as an example of what not to do
you were screaming "I don't need a shirt!" repeatedly while in the process of taking it off and flashing the bouncer. we got kicked out. thanks a lot.
You were filing your nipples with a nail file to "make them sharper"
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