well if you came here i would keep you awake :*
did you just kiss me??? ... dude, im not gay
I got to the apartment, I was handed a beer within 20 seconds, I'm glowing in the dark, there's fog everywhere, and now I'm wearing a sombrero because apparently it's silly hat night. I never want to leave.
I don't think I can handle being a slut. There is a lot more emotional stress that I never realized.
Same here... Well I was planning on having some sort of deep conversation, but looking at how grim of an outlook tomorrow has on you, I'll just re-inform you that I have your pants.
the cops who came hadnt heard yet. when we told them they sang the star spangled banner with us
You probably don't remember this but last night I bought you a lap dance from a stripper that had nipples that looked like runny eggs....you're welcome.
Things i learned at work today: do not put mayonaise on a tattoo, it will get infected.
You grabbed the hot guy that was making out with his girlfriend all night, slurred "I need to borrow this" then shoved your hand down his pants. All because you thought your ex walked into the bar. It was majestic in its shitshowness.
You owe me beer. On another note, I made out with the ups guy at work today ....
The only person who DOESN'T think it's a horrible idea to sleep with my ex is my therapist. Obviously I trust her judgement above all others.
I asked him to help me break in the space ship aka my bed.
I wanted one last NYC adventure and I got it. Now I just have to figure out a polite way to wake up the pantless former stripper illegal Russian immigrant street violinist chick currently in a vodka coma in my bed.
I'm not saying I'm planning to hook up tomorrow but I'm also not saying I'm unprepared for it
I was pretty pissed in the morning when I realized he had fucked the fake tattoo right off my chest.
he said he only had one rule...that he'd only go down on me 3x a day. so far this is turning into the best relationship ever.
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