I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
we sang "a whole new world" together. either he's my gay best friend or the love of my life.
I hope I don't blackout because this is awesome!
It was like riding a jackhammer on a train during an earthquake. THAT amazing.
Two bottles of champagne and half a pizza later, I'm crying myself to tears watching The Nanny. Happy finals week.
I don't think the car's salesman understands that I am about to vomit on him.
As i lay in bed, clutching my face, i'm starting to believe your dick in my eye story.
I'm pretty sure getting a blow job behind a bar in Rome while her little sister is throwing up in a dumpster not 5 feet away, gives entirely new meaning to the phrase "When in Rome"
I got offered a handle of vodka and tomato soup to bring his dog home. He knows me all too well.
is it cool if i crash at ur house this weekend again bro
yea dude but i wld bring a sleeping bag or something just in case. or u may just have to shack up with a woman or 2 cuz we hav 10 girls visiting/staying over at my house.
how did u manage to make sleeping with a bunch of girls sound like an inconvenience?
I didn't cheat on him. He just hasn't been informed of the open part of our relationship.
Apparently we were just playing "bang a bridesmaid". I'm not sure if I won or lost...
She told me about it right after. She said she was scared I would be disappointed. And I was, but I pretended not to be. Which pretty much sums up our relationship.
I have random bruises including my spine and visible bite marks on my neck. Thanksgiving car sex accomplished.
I had a dream last night that Sam and Dean had to get rid of a murderous ghost haunting an elf on the shelf. I think I'm ready for Christmas to be over.
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