Uhhh...do I owe you any money? Or an apology? Or anything?
Why is it that you only get to have sex when you haven't shaved your legs in six weeks and are wearing period stained granny panties?
Remeber when I drunkenly made out with him this summer while he was getting bitched at by his girlfriend on the phone? Yeah, neither do I. But I'm pretty sure that same thing happened again last night.
I don't think the cop knew you were on ecstasy until you asked for a back rub.
I know everyone screamed lady cop instead of cops. I wanted to apologize to her for our chauvinism
So hungover. They actually hid easter eggs around me.
He just showed up to brunch with one shoe and only the battery from his phone.
Finally buying a camera. Missed out on recording a 3way last night. Hindsight. Ugh.
Walking in on a gay threesome, with a girl in the corner watching and taking vid is a reason to not only knock, but to never go to Savannah.
Waking up at a teachers house is a very confusing thing
He fucking took my shirt off and didn't even touch my boobs. What the actual fuck.
I wanna go back to school and change my major to psych just to make a case study out of her
That moment when a stripper is the one that makes the two of you have to define the status of your relationship...
I threw up in the shower. I cleaned it all up and there is on mess at all. This hangover has become borderline religous. Powerful and life changing.
I can see. My condolences to your vagina.
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