Be sure to let me know if your relationship crumbles so I can resume hitting on you
I'll let you put expensive food in me, but really, not much else.
It smells like weed.
We are in Boulder, Everything smells like weed.
I just spent the last hour spooning with my drug dealer.
New moon trailer came on. Theater booed. I love these people.
By connection do you mean me drunkenly grinding my ass on his lap for an extended period of time? If so, then yes, we had a "connection"
i cant cry in cvs. not again.
Dude. I'm busy doing PR for America. FOR AMERICA. Europeans think we can't handle liquor.
She was drunk and naked on our couch, sweating and masterbating to SNL. We made eye contact and she didn't even stop. It's new-roommate-o-clock
I honestly think she should have her own reality show called "Lowering the Bar" and it consists of a camera crew following her from Bar to bar hooking up with unsuspecting drunk attractive men.
Going through my bras is like traveling back in time through my past hookups and relationships....
I'm watching the Brazzers version of Mary Poppins and enjoying it. Volume on and all. 45 minutes.
Called Apple, my penis pics are safe.
It's wednesday. OF COURSE HE'S DRUNK.
so he found out i have him as "average size" in my phone. fair to say we arnt going to be dating anymore
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