as for my dating sex life, no more regret sticks. Only pride wands from now on.
i'm in the guys across the halls apartment. i think 7 MIP guy wants me. he just got a medical marijuana card. might be worth it.
I cant leave dude. theres a horse with a top hat on
he thanks me after handjobs.
you found the perfect man.
Beware of calls from Dad. I just had a longer than I would care to admit convo about the ididarod. Apparently it starts tomorrow.
he was grinding on you and dedicated the song "I'm in Love With a Stripper" to you then started taking his own clothes off
Just watched a guy puke off his bike. Beyond impressed. He didn't even swerve
thanks for the 52 voicemails of you and crystal reciting the pleg of allegance
Thats like me asking what you think of antisocial polish guys with mysterious rashes
I hope to God it's not the new neighbors having sex, because what I'm hearing sounds like a mildly defective vuvuzela or a cow giving birth.
I literally farted midsex as a siren for him to get the fuck off me.. No such luck.
You merely adopted the alcohol. I was born into it. Molded by it. I didn't see the hang over until I was a man and by then it was only blinding.
pretty sure I blew his mind with the sex last night. He repaid me with a five minute conversation about power rangers.
a guy just skateboarded past my window in a bunny suit while chased by a dog walker
Twas still the Saturday before Christmas \nAnd it’s still fucking snowing\nAnd Steve wished he slowed down \nOn all the fucking drinking
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