He's doing the single life. He recently finished like a 3 year relationship. You can't date him.
But I don't want to date him. I just want to look at him. Naked. And in my bed.
Chipotle...archenemy of the gay man. Cockblocking me since 1997
he acted like he had never seen anyone snort lines of adderall off of a microwave before. freshman.
I keep getting texted pictures of my husband with other men. I can't figure out if he wants a divorce or a threesome?
He had me believing he was actually British until he came and used his real voice.
I somehow ended up with a bottle of red wine in one hand and white in the other and would drink them at the same time. Ruined
FYI If I die in my sleep it is because I drank a bottle of coke from 1986. I needed a mixer
Mango bong: no go. Guava bong: sweet flaming buddha it was delicious. I shall teach you the ways of tropical fruit trees.
Had to belly crawl across the floor to the toilet with my eyes closed to puke my life out without making my hangover worse. Three times.
Not sure how I feel about St Psts and March Madness being on the same weekend. I feel like I've been screwed out of a drunk holiday.
I ordered a million chicken go wraps and they gave me five. Even when im drunk I can count to a million and know its not five. They fucked me.
It was like bizarre-o star trek. I shamefully went where every man has gone before.
Found a grenade pin. Still no Dave.
I feel like my vagina was just in a fistfight.
Once you've had an oral std scare, you're an expert.
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