Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
I truly don't know anything about sober relationships. Normally I would just drunkenly yell "sex?" in a guy's face. What do I do now? Be like, sooo uhhh, wanna do it? Awkward, and even worse, I will remember clearly just how awkward it was.
I can't believe all the places I got into shoeless last night. Apparently no one will say no to a girl covered in paint with a ripped shirt
Sorry my moustache came off because I was face first in a layered bucket full of jello shots.
Weekday college schedule so far: get high as tits. Watch Family Guy marathons. Repeat.
Don't talk about his dick. That's mine. There's a copyright on it. Use with permission
You never cared about felonies while buying me alcohol from the little Asian woman across the street
My inner pteradactyl is also confused.
It just smells like spaghetti and despair.
That sounds worse than that time you thought out an entire story of how big bird would kill you
Thanks for being the best husband and reassuring my fuck buddy that you're comfortable with my adultery. You da real MVP.
YOURE A FUCKING ADULT. DONT TELL ME ITS PAST YOUR BEDTIME WHEN I WANT TO GET ANOTHER COCKTAIL.
is it just me or does "lol" kill any sort of vibe while sexting?
Drinking at 10 in the morning and swimming might not be the best idea I've ever had but it beats working
She's writing hockey erotica again.
Tell her to pick another team besides ours this time.
Randomize
