All I know is that it's pretty damn mean to put a glass wall in a bar.
I woke up exactly where I passed out... on top of him yet he somehow put his pants back on
I can't wait for round whatever # we're on tonight.
I stuck a note to his door with my gum explaining why i couldn't spend the night. as i was walking away, he opened the door...i fell down and played dead. deffinitly didn't see me.
Can't a woman sleep on the floor in her own apartment in peace without being judged?
IM DRINK YORE HIFH WE ARE POSTERCHOLD OF AMERICA
I found out his moms name, maiden name, profession, and office location, his dads name and profession, his home phone, picture of their house, all of his work profiles, and the cost of their house. All I'm trying to do is find his damn twitter
He told me to take off work and bring a bathing suit. If this doesn't involve six flags hurricane harbor or sex in a hotel pool I'm going to be disappointed.
Good, be his mentor. Like a tiny gay Yoda.
Dude mama brought home the bacon, i got his HBO account i guess that makes up for his by par skills in bed.
Apparently I thanked the paramedics over and over again for saving the "happy new year" beads that I was wearing
fucking him is like fucking old faithful. you could set your watch by his orgasms.
We need to know if his feet match his cock.
When my card got declined you bought the vibrator without me even asking. This is what friendship is.
She's better-looking with the mask on.
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