well that was a long night...
dude, you were pretty messed up... what happened?
no idea... but i still woke up with my pirate hat on
I meant the "stage" gay, Not the "bend me over and call me Gary" gay.
I mean, he's dancing back and forth between pathetically sad and massively fucking creepy.
I feel like my nuva ring should have a vibrating switch.
well he's currently spooning the coffee table
I shouldn't have had sex with her. I feel that I may have opened a pandora's vagina
he's like a stage 5 clinger and he won't even fuck me. he has to be gay. my personality isn't really THAT great.
Don't remember shit. It was only until I saw the glaze on my forearm that I knew you drove to get donuts last night. I also spent 20$ there apparently
I believe I convinced two girls to makeout for freedom last night Hahaha
Sometime between a drunk guy asking me if I'm a Beach person or a lake person WHILE HIS HAND WAS IN HIS FUCKING PANTS or breaking up a lady fight over peewee football league I started to reevaluate my life and self
He asked for a foot job. Whatever. I guess I'm swimming in new slut waters tonight.
I am making it a rule that only people I am comfortable around enough to not have to put a bra on are allowed for Sunday funday. I think that's a good rule for someone who started drinking alone at noon while everyone else here sipped their coffee.
showering high made me realize that i should seriously reconsider my career path... id be a damn good hair shampooer & head massager
I mayyyyy have moaned a name that wasn't his
I woke up in a boat, with a life jacket on, tons of beer cans and no lake... I was inside a garage. WTF
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