Just sold all of my pants in order to buy tonight's whiskey. Goodbye, high functioning alcoholism. Hello, Dad.
He probably put up nude pics. He seems like that kind of guy.
nothing i could have done in life could have prepared me for walking in on her SHITTING on my rug.
Needless to say there is no second date for this girl.
yet...
What a tease, dude. She's giving me emotional blue balls.
the bar tender told me i could keep an air matress in the backroom.
THERE WAS A HANDPRINT OF BLOOD ON HIS SHOULDER
She gave me head while using a laptop on my stomach to go online. I've never seen a better feat of multitasking.
it's a drink the shower water kind of morning ...
Weird come down, just saw a woman on the train go to grab something and realised she had terrifying hands. They literally filled me with dread. I don't think I'm ok.
If i'm forever fucked up in this state of mind then I'm going to kill him for this
Did you really eat 10 ice cream cones today?
It was tough but I powered through it.
But I put cranberries and apples in my wine so it's festive drinking not suicidal drinking
You're emotionally mature, right? I said you were.
I have at least four things in my line of sight that have Kermit the Frog on them in my dorm. Does that answer your question?
He nailed that bed down really well so it won't break again. All I could think while he was nailing it was "challenge accepted".
He has me blocked on facebook.... so I stalked him using my cats fan page.
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