TYLER... glimpse of last night: leather chaps, guacamole dip, a jump rope, spray paint, and rhinestone studded pajamas.
i think you have the wrong number... but your story sounds delightful.
is it bad that the first thing i do when i get downstairs is go on farm town?
we'll penetrate his innocence with our dicks
Watching that soccer game was like getting kicked in the crotch for an hour and half and then coming right at the end.
I made him hve sex with me in the elevator so that I could put my finger down in never have I ever.
i was thoroughly upset that he did not want to be my number 16, who passes that number up?
Playing a game in life called "how far can I make a man travel for a booty call"
I think it was you who decided that coming home at 3AM and cooking eggs topless was the best way to end our night. Eating the scrambled eggs off each other's boobs, that was ellie's idea
I passed out on the floor of a truck stop. Drinking binge 2011 is now over.
Well if were past the bullshitting stage yes if not then no I'm not that kind of guy
just found out they live across the street from coke dealers... rethinking the new years resolution
You're alright. You just passed out while we were having sex. Then I'm pretty sure you peed. So I went home.
That's right. I did.
You are the saddest 25 year old gay man I've ever had the displeasure of knowing.
I woke up with your vibrator in my face
I don't think meeting his drug dealers counts as a relationship landmark.
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