So J keeps drinking his last bit of drink, then spitting it out and drinks it again. Savor the flavor?
she said they gang banged her to "who let the dogs out." the dude left of the middle barked along. sounds like a good time.
My nipple rings set off the metal detector at the courthouse this morning.
well, duh, but it's like you don't even want to see me masturbate with a wine bottle.
I'm not sure what happened. But I must have won because I obviously stole two full pitchers of beer from the bar and taped a note on them saying "your welcome"
This text is addressed to sober me: getting drunk by yourself may have seemed like a Good idea at first bit it can tell you that it wasn't ad fun as you thought it would be
Ps your lap top bag is FULL of empty beets
I mean it was like cry my eyes out or masturbate in my moms bathroom.
you were leaning up against the wall pulling your shirt up asking girls to dance on you. your courage to do that is both admirable and frightening.
She told me about it right after. She said she was scared I would be disappointed. And I was, but I pretended not to be. Which pretty much sums up our relationship.
I see your walk of shame and raise you a day in jail wearing a girls old workout clothes.
nm just hungover. watching movies and roasting marshmallows in bed, over a candle to avoid life
Far too many of our conversations end in us talking about sperm
So I just went to clothing optional bar
My ass is in a myriad of pain right now
Lesson learned - Taco Bell before a long night of BDSM is a BAD idea
Gotta love college... Pregamed for my 8:30 flight home this morning and gave the flight attendants all high fives when I got on the plane. Best ride of my life.
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