Ive either hit rock bottom or become my own hero.
He's sobering up. It was really bad for like 45 minutes. He cried while telling me how he pictured us eating hotdogs on the beach together.
She said " I'm going to get her back one day soon for putting extacy in my pop while I drove her to whislter" just a heads up.
The pigeons can smell the fear
Wtf
That boy has a whole ocean of crazy lying just beneath the surface waiting to rise up, he's like the tar sands of crazy
we were playing waterfall, then strip waterfall, then we were just listening to music, drinking, and slowly becoming more naked
Went kayaking. drunk. DID NOT FALL IN. Mission succesful.
I am on my usual post-jerkoff high of eternal happiness. Like I could punch a fucking tiger.
you made me suck your tit in the car and kept saying "good boy. I love you so much. good boy."
Yes, you can go into Petsmart drunk but the cats awaiting adoption don't appreciate the soft pretzels squeezed through their cages.
He called me dainty, then fucked me like the Viking God he is.
I caught myself caressing my own hand while nurturing a glass of bourbon. I think it's time to get back out there.
I made him dinner in just his cowboy hat and my boots after we did it...you should see his face :)
I JUST WANT TO HAVE AWKWARD SEXUAL EXPERIENCES WITH HIM.
I almost suffocated in that mask but she kept calling me Jeremy so I kept it on.
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