My brain says no but my pants say off.
I forget the details, but I'm told that I drunkenly stalked him around floor yelling obscure Jewish laws at him
I guess I tried to show you how big my closet was and we ended up eating pickles in my bathroom
i was driving around baked, windows down jamming to third eye blind and eating grapes for 35 minutes before i remembered why i left my house
I demanded respect from my fuck buddy. Drunk me is not fun.
I brought some guy back to have cheese whiz with me. Then sent him home
Was he satisfied?
No, and very vocal about it.
Itll be like a collage of penis. And not that abstract, one penis in a big painting contemporary shit. Collage....
Its official the day you get back into town we are having a going away to jail party for me. My last wish before prison is to shit faced drunk with you, get into a fist fight, and then cuddle up and fall asleep. Just like old times <3
I want to lick his teeth again. Is that a creepy thing to say?
I'm sorry, the person you're trying to reach is WAYYY too high to deal with this right now.
I'm going back to his house to watch wreck it Ralp.
Hey, Monsters Inc. got me laid. Disney man, who knew it leads to sex.
Damn him and his beautiful face and body and penis.
you asked if you could borrow my vagina for the night
So the vodka/tequila mix went down fine but the burp made me cry
Can we just take a minute to acknowledge that you're drinking with your gay ex boyfriend's DAD who is a DEACON??
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