she insisted i was the anonymous guy on formspring that kept asking to bang her
Clearly I went along with it
I just sold my mom a dimebag. Should I feel scared or sucessful?
Remember that time we were in the handicap bathroom snorting Molly at the stripclub. That was a defining moment in our friendship
you can't tell me you didn't shit your pants I saw them in the trash can by the bathroom.
She fuckin peed on me
Stay golden ponyboy
There's puke on my pillow. I'm still wearing my wedges. And I have a cab drivers number clutched in my fist.
it wasn't sex so much as.....a disastrously uncomfortable sexual experience
I just think that exercising will really get in the way of my painkiller induced nap time rituals. There's gotta be a better way.
You gotta hand it to him. 6 hours in a new town and he's already fuck someone, had his ass kick by her bf, and rounded up a posse of people to kick this guys ass.
Told my brother the truth how I meet her...I grabbed the first thing I could when the cops came. 10 months later we are engaged.
Her rack rivals that of the deer I shot last season. You need to get after that.
I just bought a bottle of lube for my car.
I was planning out a scrapbook to memorialize my affair.......and that's when it hit me, I don't make good choices. On the upside, the scrap book came out great and I am glad I saved all the gate passes from the airport.
I'm shrooming way too hard to deal with your bullshit at this particular point in time
So i woke up on a park bench... Using my shoe as a pillow, cuddling a empty handle of vodka... Yet I'm still in my living room. Someone please tell me why all my vodkas gone? I'll deal with the park bench situation at a later time.
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