Woke up with feathers in my hair. at work. still drunk. sooo awkward.
It's not just about fucking anymore... We decided we're actually in like now..
Working out to an exercise video on OnDemand. Also, drinking beer and eating cream cheese with a side of bagel in between stretches.
I think I need to stop sleeping with him. Sex with him is just a reminder of the mediocrity of the rest of my life.
i understand why you think this is a bad idea but its happening so buckle up an get your whiskey
I'll still trying to understand the context of your "punch her with my cock" comment.
I'd say the best part of the party was when you screamed to everyone that you were gettin dome on the reg
Check the bible. I hear he keeps his weed in leviticus.
HOW ARE YOU ALWAYS DRUNK? AND WHERE ARE TOU TRYING TO GO??
If there was a bread and water delivery truck id make sweet hungover love with it.
Apparently my Ambien addled brain last night actually did decide to go ahead and photoshop you into various animal and human molesting scenarios. That's a hell of a thing to wake up to.
If we all have the time, and the weather permits, and you have no plans, we should have another go at Operation Get Our Carless Friends Laid. All the lonely people will be out. We can take our lonely people out too.
It was a mess. I sat on the kitchen floor with maple whiskey and cried into a bowl of poutine. I've never even been to canada
he brought with him gifts of cookie dough and penis. upgrading our relationship from fwb's to bf/gf was an incredibly smart merger.
I wanna snuggle with you as we feed each other chipotle burrito bowls and that's just where I'm at right now
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