just scratched off #34 on my list of things to do before age 30 - drunk in a helicopter.
They just gave us root beer floats. I guess I won't quit my job today.
he just tried to convince me that tylenol is a gateway drug
tonight i'm going for the "i fuck with the lights on" look
i woke up and saw you were brushing his hair naked. I can never pass out around you, man.
I'm pretty sure I just discovered what the American Dream is said the person eating a hotdog for breakfast in bed in her underwear
We're now referring to our nightly Skype time as "strokes of genius." Long distance sucks.
All I've done today is make sangria and wonder what the hell I'm doing with my life.
Bourbon is too strong for my cat, he does not want to drink it
just found out that my aunt grows weed. today is a good day to be me.
Yeah that stuff was rough. We insisted on wearing our bikinis all down college ave, and at several parties that were not beach themed
I knew I no longer wanted to bone him when he put the Grease soundtrack on as "mood music", no guy looks attractive singing and dancing to greased lightning naked.
There is this guy in here. He didn't even get ice cream he just filled up his cup with mini marshmellows, chocolate syrup, about a lb of grahm cracker crumbs and walked around to everyone in the shop saying "hey, hey look here, I just made fucking s'mores." He was SO proud of himself.
Going on a coke binge the night before your appointment with your therapist (to talk about your sex addiction) is prob not the best idea.
Is 6 weeks really a benchmark now?
Ask me in 6 more weeks, when they're in a bisexual polycule.
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