and I didnt even know his name until this morning when we were laying in bed and he referred to himself in the 3rd person.
obviously he has no clue about college dating. it goes drunken sex then the 1st date
Nope, I'm sticking to passive aggressive punishments. Like mismatching his socks and cumming on his leather couch. OCD is so wonderful.
whoever brushed my teeth and whitened them while i was passed out, thanks.
the paramedics asked what clubs id be in next weekend so they can plan ahead.
Let me stew on this while im plucking my nipple hairs and showering.
Found trail of ibuprofen on ground. I'm like the intervention version of e.t.
SEXX, SEXX, SEXX,SEXX,SEX SEX SEXXXXXXX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEXSEXSEXSEXSEXSEX SEXSEXSEXSEXSEX.\nimagine that to the can can song. also come to my house. theres a dance routine.
btw im having a "its finally warm enough for a bbq in Toronto" party tonight. bring all the alcohol you have. and hamburger buns.
It's not even close to Halloween but there is a girl in a nurses outfit. Twerk or twat.
yea plus he's gonna be wearing his gumby costume so that'll take a lot of pressure off too
Im including "no monologues past 1am" in the list of apartment rules. Theatre majors dude.
Well it might’ve been because you asked to play What Makes You Beautiful at the club
Oh, the accent alone guaranteed a bj. It was when he started drunkenly singing in PERFECT PITCH that I knew I was fucking him.
But really, what kind of hoe life adventure in Mexico would you do that would top me blowing a trucker?
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