Wow, you were right... Weed does start conversations
also, you're talking to the girl for whom "deformed baby arm" wasn't quite a dealbreaker.
Which one of you FUCKERS filled the toilet with soil and planted my mothers daisys in it? NOT FUCKING HAPPY
She made me role-play everything from an older prof to a in-patient in need of a medical exam. Yay for cocaine.
Bad news is I found gravy in my nightstand again.
Yea it's a sex scar. But if anyone asks I tripped up carpeted stairs
just made one giant jello shot... if i have to study on a saturday night, i'm gonna do it as drunk as possible
fact: I now appreciate my drunken winter self even more. I just found $20 in my winter coat with a note that says keep yourself warm next winter. I am awesome.
Sex was great. Left his house while he was asleep but on the plus side I was able to get gas station food.
After round two, I told him he deserves an award. He bowed and did a princess wave WHILE his dick was still inside me.
Everything is a learning experience. Last night we learned why I'm not allowed to bring guys home from the bar....
The date did not go well. Turns out I once set her brother on fire.
please come back. it's turned into strip rock paper scissors
dude the water is back on, you can stop shitting under the tree . . .
He only has one ball. it was like fucking a cyclops.
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