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 know. thats why i need an open bar. i'll get hammered and make a toast about how his dick is like the titanic. large, but full of failure.
I'll just get wasted and start throwing myself at men. Someone's bound to take the bait
So I think his penis grew over the weekend. Is that possible or does absence make the dick grow longer?
Home safe. Psyche shattered. Still rolling. In love with the morrocan rug in the living room.
Some rando is vomiting profusely into the garden outside the employee entrance. Where are you when things like this happen to me?
Vomiting outside the employee entrance
the campus cop used the word depravity in our citation.
I was at that stage of drunk where it seemed appropriate to just make out with everyone. As like a greeting.
I hear you
Everything was going great until my fake mustache fell off when we started making out.
Licking pop rocks off a stranger's washboard abs and kissing strangers young enough to be my kid. Yeah, it was THAT kind of party last night
You are a magnificent human being. I love you from head to toe. This wine is DELICIOUS.
I only remember singing the Captain Planet theme song on our way to the bars.
Great sex, the promise of us mixing our excellent genetics in the future, and access to drugs are mainly what's holding this relationship together at the moment
I snapchatted his face mid sex. Needless to say, I don't think I'll ever see him again.
I think one make out session at a bar per year is probably the best choice.
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