i wanna make it FB official so he cant fuck anyone else. but that means i can't fuck anyone else either. CONUNDRUM
My own mom unfriended me on Facebook.
just dropped my bong into 7 pieces, and carried the glass shards around my house. dad saw the blood dripping down my arms, and asked if i slit my wrists. way too high to laugh at this.
man, work is way more interesting with these acid flashbacks.
it's a gatorade, cheez its, and regret kind of morning....
The last good decent convo we has was when I was trying to convince you to let me watch you pee.
You need a Jiminy Cricket, but for sexual decisions.
Being on probation is a nice change of pace. It's refreshing to wake up and know what I did last night.
I went out with a plan. I came home with a Brian. THIS WAS NOT PART OF THE PLAN.
I gave you keys to my house and drugs. This must mean we're in a relationship.
I'm definitely not mad. My best friend is dating my drug dealer, it's impossible to be mad.
You should have just fucked me in the bathroom when you had a chance!
Lol, perhaps. But the drinks are so cheap, the music is better, and the bartenders and bouncers all know my name. I can't abandon it, even if it is a gay bar, its still my Nirvana.
I went up to u at the bar, you grabbed my face and said, "hey you're Juan right?"
I woke up and there was a tiny sombrero on my penis. Care to explain?
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