Turns out he's not gay. He just didn't know how else to say he's not into me. He just hit on my sister.
And people are going to start dressing like that in public, it's just ridiculous, the goths and now the GAGAs
and she said "My body is an orphanage, I take everybody in"...
I'm skipping the 'hey, how are you, I have to pick up something pointless at your apartment' excuse and just telling you I'm coming over to fuck.
I have no idea what to do about this. He has a power over me and I think its called his tongue.
Check out this gay circle: I've now hooked up with my ex-boyfriend, my ex's ex-boyfriend, my ex's ex-boyfriend's ex-boyfriend, and most recently my ex's ex-boyfriend's ex-boyfriend's ex-fling.
Only you two could pull off a partner swap with honeymooners
I'm a sociology major remember
Well that and comm
Basically you majored in how to get laid
It's cosmic balancing. My vagina is an instrument of karmic retribution.
When he opened the car door the whole thing fell off. Even that can be forgiven via his monster cock.
Our first order of business as new roommates was to test the sex acoustics of our rooms. I need a new box spring.
This guy is like Don Jon! Im over here this weekend and at least four times I've heard porn on his phone thru the bathroom door.
I air guitared a man's prosthetic leg on the bar to Bruce Springsteen. That's how it's going
Current state of being: shivering like a new born kitten on the bathroom floor
no fucks will be given and no pants will be worn
i'll bring the vodka
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