we're blogging at a bar
Talk about awkward... Just went to dinner with my mother and realized I fucked our waiter the night before. She HAD to see the looks he was giving me!
he would probably call me "ma'am" when he's inside me. people love saying weird shit inside me.
I made a mac n' cheesicle. Better in my head than in real life. Gonna keep smoking to see if it gets better.
I just watched nsync videos for the past half hour and you could totally tell lance bass was gay in all of them
I just dont understand why you didnt cut me off when I took the funnel into the bathroom and started peeing and funneling at the same time
i seriously have like 9 pictures of people taking shots out of a vag on my camera....
Yeah, I wouldn't mind getting fingered in the corner of a dive bar again.
This is the only time in your life where finding a half eaten lime and pair of florescent pink underwear that wasn't yours means that it was a good night
I'm pretty sure I just discovered what the American Dream is said the person eating a hotdog for breakfast in bed in her underwear
Once you've seen a girl stick a snake in her snatch normal stuff seems like Barney and friends
In the world of sexual, erotic texting, you rank somewhere between "how much teeth do you want" and "how dry do you want it"
I feel as if we moved beyond the hook up stage when she blew me as I drunkenly finished my chicken nuggets.
You were typing for me while I was hyperventilating into a paper bag on the floor.
Update: day 5 and Scott has not left the apartment. Still smoking. Pizza roll supply dwindling.