He came through my line today and bought designer impostor perfume, just for men gel, and astroglide. I almost DIED.
Let me rephrase. Would it display my intentions too much if i walked all the way across my office and into the bathroom carrying my book
Covered in glitter and dick. 2010 feels a lot like 2009.
champagne bombs. Yes, i think that is where things may have gotten out of control.
I mean we're not committed. He's my first choice, sort of like miller lite. When I'm at the bar I'm going to order one, but if they don't maybe I'll go for a bud or blue moon. I'm certainly not going to stop drinking
well the hot one passed out so thats that, but then the fat one made chicken nuggets....totally worth it
She either was great at sex or I finished the whole bottle of svedka my self
She's yelling about threesomes and realllly wants you to come over. Put the pieces together.
I should also mention that having been a sheltered child, I am conditioned to have serious kinks and find upper bodies of either sex attractive. And legs.
Dude you took some guys glasses off his face and ran out of the bar
If I can't get slightly excited by the thought of his face between my legs then I know I can never sleep with him.
I'm either a high functioning alcoholic or I'm making the most of the fact that this is the last year that its socially acceptable to be black-out drunk five days a week.
I woke up with broken tostitos all over my bed and a snap chat of myself flipping off the camera.
She was nothing like her profile said, we had nothing in common, and her picture mustve been like 30 pounds ago. But yeah we hooked up
Sorry for yelling at you, I'm just really emotional about missing comicon.
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