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 think i just puked on my phone
we live great lives
Walk of Shame. In a state park.
Proposition. Sex. No words, no talking about it later. I just want you tonight.
Girl just texted me a pic of her boobs with the caption "don't think I'm a whore"
i love that when i tell my kids and grandkids about how we first met it will be about this little thing called a "poke" on facebook
I'd like to apologize to your liver. It sees how much beer i drink and gets jealous of how awesome my liver is.
my mom just told me its unladylike to have toothpaste stains on my clothes all the time.. if she only knew.
Why do I have flashes of a dark shed in my memory?
Because we had sex in one.
I just realized I have yet to puke in your new apartment. Clearly we're doing something wrong. On my way over with Cuervo as I type.
I've slept in a different bed every day this week. Operation Ho Ho Ho is a success!
And thanks to you I'm pretty sure I'm banned from every qdoba in south carolina. And cab company
Update: his apartment is apparently in the campus Christian community center. The fact that I fucked him on the couch in the lobby is officially my crowning life achievement.
I had sex upstairs in my parents house, and my mom texted me and said "those raccoons are out of control in the walls."
I found my bra I wore on Friday night...he fucked the underwire out of it
hahahahaha
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