just had an encounter with drunk people from out of state at dairy queen. they wanted to stay till march to see the high school play.
I'd rate him "doable" on a scale from "ew, run" to "you should've already fucked him".
That's about an "8" on normal scales.
I ended up with a gash in my head from drunken dancing last night. I love life.
I've decided he is effectively a mouth, hands and cock held together by bad ideas and compliments, and I'm OK with that.
Whoever labeled dysfunctional a bad thing obviously never saw this frinedship coming.
Last night I dressed up as a cowgirl and walked into McDonald's. I bought 20 mcribs. There's pictures
I remember him going "OH SHIT" when he saw you straddling me on the table. And it was like the best feeling ever.
He says we're "annoying" but that's an odd word to describe a couple of heroic liquor saiyans
I was just wicked nice to a telemarketer... that's how stoned this woman got me.
Why does 2015 have to start with so many regrets?
Went to take a shower. Brought my wine, forgot my towel.
It's 4/20 and I spent the morning in the gym and am working later tonight. I don't even have any weed. Why am I adult-ing again?
There are horrible decisions in life and then there are tequila flavored moonshine decisions
That was before I lit my hair on fire
This is a crisis. I had a huge crush on him in seventh grade and now his girlfriend is due to have his child on my birthday. HIS CHILD CAN'T BE BORN ON MY BIRTHDAY.
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