whatever. i fb stalked him and his pic comments are witty. so i'm going for it.
His appology was" look at it this way, at least you'll give better head without those teeth.'
Well, if they're both my boyfriend.. Then i cheated on both of them.
Last thing I remember was you straddling a guy in a wheelchair on the dance floor.
I just found a thank you note I apparently wrote to my bed last night for letting me borrow the comforter.
Either you made a spaghetti vodka smoothie last night, or you puked in the blender.
Driving around Panama at 7 am looking for an open liquor store..
after we were done she whispered to my dick "you sir, are a genius"
I guess all those years with her as your babysitter finally paid off.
He was super stoned and then he compared doing meth to having anal sex and told me to "ride that cowboy." The cowboy being my ex.
We fucked on a kid's slide, my vagina is singing praises of being used
And that facial hair. He might as well shave it so it spells "douche" on one cheek and "nozzle" on the other.
My dream date: Hotdogs/nachos from the bar & tequila. Is that too much to ask?
Also I am throwing a blaZer over what I wore to bed and calling it an outfit.
I'm committing myself to dance. Also, I'm unsure if you said space party sounded lame because dude was old, but I hope you're over it because I love space, and I love David Bowie and I love to dance, and you need to embrace this with me.
I felt like I crashed a wedding. Everyone was dressed so nice and I was covered in actual dirt and a little blood.
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