We're having the conversation about what happened last night, all we can come up with is that we came home, drank two litres of lemonade, I took one of her seizure pills and we fell asleep with sabrina the teenage witch on
I just remembered I opened the taxi door when I was at a red light last night and puked. And then when I was done I closed the door and told him he may proceed with caution.
It hits you later. Like when you wake up on the floor under a puzzle later.
Our room will be decorated with my urine.
He may only be 25% black, but after that sexual experience I am 100% never going back.
I woke up to her screaming at the various pictures of nutsacks she found on her camera
Operation "Inform her family she stars in a sadistic lesbian porn film" is in full effect. She picked the wrong guy to cheat on.
I've been on this train for an hour and this women has been on the phone and all she's said is "guuurrrrrlllll, gurl, gurl." I may commit suicide.
so i might have figured out why that girl isn't talking to me...I'm 90% confident I didn't give her a pillow when she stayed over >.>
I just realized my new apartment is at the corner of Patrick Henry and Mary Jane.
Give me weed or give me death?
i tried to break up pigeon sex because one looked too young to consent. fireball feminism ftw
I think the pizza delivery guy is getting a handjob next door.
Looks like taco salad for lunch. I may have died and gone to be better circle in hell than I thought.
he told me he wanted me to go see his cat. apparently i was more interested in playing with his cat then having sex.
I fuckin love you!
I would reciprocate the feeling if i knew who this was.
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