So im pretty sure the object of my emotional onterest is tired of playing with me....
i wokr up in ohio with no clothes. i think someone gave me ecstacy. can you come find me please it's cold.
Yeah, I tried playing the "see how long he can stay inside of me" game.. And I lost.
We are gonna be 90 years old in wheelchairs at the nursing home sitting at computers poking each other and waiting for the other to die so we will have the last facebook poke.
On the plus side this hangover is the tipping point that finally convinced my lazy ass to get some sunglasses.
He had me saved in his phone as "Dick Socket". Lets see if I ever fuck him in a bathroom again.
it was all good until he screamed "for fraaannnceee" on his last thrust
He told me he loved me and then asked if we could have sex in the snow
He said, "cum on daddy's dick!" ... I pictured my dad. That just scarred me for life.
I'm drinking and working out! I'm bench pressing the beer pong table and doing push ups and lifting the chair.
showering high made me realize that i should seriously reconsider my career path... id be a damn good hair shampooer & head massager
I feel like it is our duty to make homophobic people more afraid of us. They're never going to change, but maybe we can get to a "wrath of god" kind of worship-him-or-he'll-destroy-you-with-his-care-bear-stare type thing.
So I paid Bumble $10 to see who liked my profile for a month. Cheap, easy dick. It's all about the economics, yo.
I'm sitting here with a band aid on my labia, this is a first
Kinda. I got kicked outta the bar, and then incited a riot until the cops came and I bailed
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