Nothing too bad. Lost a stuffed horse on a stick and tore my clothes off. Again.
There were 3 chicks in my bed I didn't know when I got home. Now I know all of them. Biblically.
I'm sorry for the crack den comment. You have a lovely apartment.
She walked in the room and sighed really loudly fishing for attention. but I didn't bite cuz I don't give a fuck what's wrong with her.
And now we have yet another reason to never travel to Detroit
He keeps asking where i got my clothes and accessories. i'm not sure if he wants to fuck me, or go shopping.
So he didn't pull out. And I like flipped out. And the he told me to chill and opened up a drawer full of packs of Plan B and handed me one.......
hahaha lucky. I'm fishing with some dude I just met when I woke up next to the mohawk river
Don't do anything you wouldn't want to explain to paramedics
But that's half the fun of it
I would compare it to a jeffrey but in smoothie form. More drugs in here than Bobby Brown's sock drawer.
An open call to all exes! i have a drunk text policy that requires i delete any and all texts after drink 3, however i have reason to believe i have done something stupid. if i have texted you that "I love you", "miss you" and/or conveyed any interest in getting back together with you in the last 24 hours i was belligerent and lying. That is all.
So someone just pointed out to me that during dinner, I mentioned more women that I'm attracted to than men. The transition might be complete. I'm gay.
No more jager for that guy. He jacked the neighbor kids big wheel, rode around making jet noises, then passed out behind the wheel and rolled it and broke his wrist
Our conversation concluded a weekly schedule of casual sex in between classes.
saw a family tailgating a graduation with hard liquor... i'm assuming yours?
are you shitting me? they told me they'd at least wait until 10am
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