i'm forgoing the post-coitus cuddling sesh to ask u this :when he says he loves me and all i can think to say is either "cool" or "i love boning you," what do i do?
If you are in NYC and not seeing anyone, you should come fucke me now because:1 i am not in love with you anymore, 2 i am drunk enough where i won't feel the n eed to kisx you awardly to avoid your beard, 3we have unfinished business that i wpn't get -assed unyil orgass have been had, 4 i really really want to
The more I throw up, the more I am remembering exactly what I drank last night...in order.
She's Christian and monogamous. Two wammies right there. No amount of convincing will turn that bi for a night.
Seriously man, I'm worried that my dick's going to fall off someday if I keep this up...
The other night after we fucked we talked about Lowe's vision insurance. Never fuck a coworker.
A French guy bit my cheek. Is that sexy there? Also had to threaten to stab the bus driver. I'm not sure I like Europe.
Is it 3pm? Or am I losing my mind because it's pickled in vodka and diet coke?
We're drinking vodka. Wine is for people who have to wake up in the morning.
I like how he had to correct himself in stating that I was the fat one in the threesome.
I've hit an all time low of asking baristas what would go good with marshmallow vodka. I think I might hire one to party with all of us. To make hangover drinks
He has a shower chair now. So he sits and watches me shower. It's kind of creepy.
this speak and spell drinking game will be the death of us all.
I felt that there wouldn't be enough planB and forgiveness to go around
The night got interesting when the random guy next to us handed us a bottle of champagne and the rest of his ciroc bottle. When we asked why he did it, he proceeded to point at his friend who face planted the floor.
Randomize
