let me know it goes. try not to get bit. and if you can, get someone to videotape it.
Its way too early to be sitting naked at his dining room table...
you cant keep talent like that locked up in a relationship
At least I wasn't still dressed as a bottle of dom perignon when they took me to the ER
he was banged his ex for coke the whole time and is still the best guy so far this year. standards need to be raised.
I ate a pepperoni off of someone's floor last night. We need to talk.
I masterbate to the thought of you. You totally aren't just a booty call.
At what point in life does one make the conscious decision to incorporate capes into everyday life? Like, as a fashion statement?
I'm not sure how to answer that. Is it a general question or one you're wondering about for yourself? Because I don't think you're there yet.
It's supposed to be a shit show, it's an end of the world party.
that's the second time I've made out with him and woken up with my pants stuffed with PBRs I am convinced he's magic
it wasn't a total waste of time; I mean how often do you get to play scotch pong?
.....fair enough
The struggle bus has heated seats and stops at Dunkin on Friday mornings so I'll be okay.
All I remember is the bartender saying your sucking them down and waking up on the floor in my underwear
he answered his phone during sex and left to go help that drama queen with her latest bullshit. I'm drinking all his vodka. it's asshole tax
My professor just said irregardless, get me out of here
I guess he's ir-illiterate
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