So I just passed a billboard for "Risque Cafe: Good food and topless women". Fuck. I love SC.
and I didnt even know his name until this morning when we were laying in bed and he referred to himself in the 3rd person.
I'm not a creep or anything, just a lost soul looking for a good lay
SEE! I KNEW I HAD A LONG-TERM REASON FOR BEING A SLUT!
come over, blizzard of oz party. dress up.
he thinks the dog can do a keg stand. i will let you know how it turns out
i didn't realize we were even dating until i ran out of weed
you goin out tonight?
who is this.
your orgasm for tonight
Codeine + Boredom = Sprinting between my front and back door.
I just don't know the best way to tell him I think I saw him in a porn. I mean I got off to it, isn't there some level of awkwardness there?
I'm responsible for my client's overall well-being. Which is terrifying coming from someone that can't stop masturbating and eats leftover pizza just about everyday.
My condoms might be a little big for you but hey, a big sweater is better than no sweater at all when it's cold right?
I really don't know how I went from having a few drinks to waging war against ghosts in my apartment but here we are
You're either getting fucked or a coupon to Friendly's. I haven't decided yet.
This is why you arnt allowed in pet stores
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