ive decided theres a fine line between accepting money for sex and letting someone buy you late night taco bell and knowing that if he hadnt you wouldnt be in his bed right now
is not sure whether or not everyone at the club last night calling me a-easy is a good thing?
I'm like cupid
You're a whore with a bow and arrow
I don't remember what your face looks like..
I don't remember your face either, just your dick.
I'm pretty sure we've had sex a bunch more times than we've hugged. So hugs are weird when they happen.
Girl next to me just ralphed in a bag. Congrats class of 2010
Remember that foreign guy who never talked last night? He just came out of my bathroom when I woke up.
I vaguely remember you trying to make me a casserole with marshmallows and a can of beer.
He's cheating on her.
Are you sure it wasn't her?
I have my glasses on, and as long as she didn't change her face in the past two months; its her.
Worst luck of my entire life. Came in my own mouth
you said you would race him to taco bell but you slipped in the parking lot and just laid there, crying
So... crashing at the hot bartender's place is not a solid marital decision.
Thats just a parental red flag. They have been brainwashed. Lets baptize them into the church of PBR
we are currently pregaming for our walk to the liquor store.
step one: admitting you have a problem. complete.
I honestly have no desire to wear clothes around you
I have that affect on people
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