I know eh? If a man wants to pay 7 bucks to see some boobies he should be allowed to do so in peace.
I'm skipping the 'hey, how are you, I have to pick up something pointless at your apartment' excuse and just telling you I'm coming over to fuck.
I'm unshowered, and since I've seen this episode of say yes to the dress, I've decided to go to the store and get a frozen pizza at 10:20 am. I'm crushing life.
We stared down the barrel of pure insanity, took more and the electric elephant god rewarded our fearlessness by giving me golden skulls and naked women crawling out of the walls. I love acid
Pretty sure my body is in shock, I shouldn't feel this ok after last nite.
I don't like sad things. I do like drinking though
I'm wearing too many socks to be ok with this.
Btw. Being a stripper for a week without anyone knowing to pay off my school loan is no longer in my agenda.
she walked in on me throwing up in the sink with my pants around my ankles and I said "i'll be with you in a sec"
I feel bad cuz I was his ride home, but I didn't know I was going to have a religious experience with a guy in a cookie monster t-shirt. You can't plan for that shit.
You grabbed my shirt and said, "hope you're not attached" and ripped it off before I could answer you.
By talk things out did he mean have passionate angry sex?
If you can't trust the person at the taco cabana drive thru, who can you trust?!
What am I supposed to say? "Oh hey, I can't go out with you tonight because I can't picture myself sleeping with you and I was high and just trying to be nice when I said yes"?
But we have bathrooms and they dont
Randomize
