His text read: Sex? I replied: Not drunk enough. He bought 4 more rounds and tantalized me with the offer pizza later. This could be the beginning of a beautiful relationship.
We had to use the stains on Phil's shirt to try to piece together what happened last night.
Wow, Pearl Harbor and The Notebook are on. Its like the Im going to kill myself marathon.
My roommate has every episode of Full House. I'm going to fail my midterm tomorrow.
He fucked my earring out of my ear. Of course he's coming over again.
Oh shit. The kids are pole dancing on a broom. It's like I'm seeing my future offspring before my eyes.
She is definitely tripolar. Like bipolar but better/worse.
Its the anniversary of our epic NBA All-star game weekend. The night the two of us cashed a 30-pack while watching the dunk contest
Maybe if more guys knew my pillowtalk occasionally includes me scribbling notebook diagrams of cell signalling pathways, I'd get laid more often
Besides you're a Tennessee fan and it'd be against my religion to have your penis inside me today.
Are you coming down for 4/20 or does Easter kinda fuck that up for you?
Apparently chalking everything I've done these past 48 hours to the fact that it was homecoming, is like a "get out of jail free" card.
my nose is crying tears of wow.
also I can check "jump into a moving car" off my bucket list if that tells you how tonight is going
Ohhh the usual. Laying in bed reflecting on my decisions
Randomize
