Honestly there's alot of things I'm confused about the only thing I know for certain about last night is that I ate pizza
New channing tatum movie.
I'll bring my vibrator.
I bought a bottle of 100 proof for the storm. I am going to drink until I pass out. I'm taking bets. 1:30 pm is the over/under.
These guys are walking up and down the hallway yelling, "Yo, is this the floor with the unisex bathroom?"
well he's currently spooning the coffee table
i mean, we fucked on the futon in the garage where his band practices. pretty sure im now obligated to like his band on facebook.
Well, I can't relate. I have no idea what it feels like to withhold sex. Or have self-control in general.
I thought he wouldn't talk to me again. You know, what's that saying "why buy the cow when you can fuck it six hours after meeting"
My mother walked into the bathroom at 345 am while I was splashing in the bathtub with the remnants of her birthday cake all over me... she looked at me and walked out...
I'm kinda amazed by how many times I've texted the word penis today.
I can already see the regret in her eyes. Amazing night. This city rules.
Plus now I feel weird sleeping with you. It's like shooting a three legged deer. It's already at a disadvantage and couldn't get what it's full potential deserves.
I'm alittle affraid you might be dead, seeing how your work party is in an hour and you haven't answered me? I mean I'm picturing you 1. Passed out in your car covered in fries or 2. On a boat in a box to Mexico covered in coke. Please let it be number 1. And aren't we going to your work party?
Opened my notebook to coke all over the pages. So, if that's any indication on how this weekend went.
Been using bowl smoking as a method of time for so long I don't know how long it actually takes to get to work
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