Yes, do intervene. Unless it involves cowboys with loud trucks and hard 9 inch dicks. Then just come back for me in the morning.
just had an awkward elevator run in with that guy you puked on
i draw the line when you ask for directions at a place you're already at.
He just dragged himself across the floor on his back claiming to be "the swiffer" help
Look at my fb. It says single. That's the gospel.
After a long night of drunk sexting I have to the ninja roll at the front door to see who showed up.
When he pulled it out last night I asked if that was as hard as it was going to get. I think I may have offended him.
Note to self. The tub labelled "not water" does not contain water.
You now have the mental image of me flying off into the sunset with no pants
We have GOT to stop getting stoned and going out for expensive dinners.
I'd have to have a ring. Like I don't want to be called "the ex girlfriend that shit on me"
To be fair, this is a tequila-while-rewatching-Benedict-Cumberbatch-as-Van-Gogh idea, so I don't know if it will hold up tomorrow.
I'm not a morning person, and, trust me, no matter how good your cock may be, it will not turn me into one.
how the FUCK did i spend 25 dollars at 50 cent beer night?
Last time he showed up for Christmas he went on and on about backpacking somewhere and getting ghonnorreah twice.
Randomize
