Asian hipster sighting. About to tackle him and ask him to take me to chinatown
In The Air Tonight was playing in the dentist's office. Had to stop the cleaner to do the drums.
I dinstinctly remember making out to "I believe I can fly" and waving my arms like a bird to the beat.
I was so stoned on the way to work, I pretended you were in the car with me. We sang "Mrs. Jackson" by outkast.
You were pretty dunk by the time you introduced the vase as your best friend.
But fine, we can play that game. You can come over and we can have totally platonic, long, boring discussions. Or we can fuck. Whatever.
I can't tell which way is up. Too many corners around his house too. An arbitary assimilation of edges.
Christ, I swear you are the high man's Dr. Seuss.
So after this weekend I think I'm gonna go down on one knee and propose to my boyfriend that he give me his liver.
I just put on eyeliner and a diff shirt in case the pizza guy is cute. This is what my dating life has come to
Tried making out with pop rocks in my mouth. That shit is magical.
please tell me you're in jail and for some reason they have wifi
His new place is a molesden. Like a hole in the ground. It's frightening how oddly private it is.
It rubs the lotion on it's foreskin...
You're like Jane Goodall in a forest of gay men. Someday your autobiography will be called "Bottoms in the Mist".
I have a to do list for the summer and thing one is figuring out my sexual orientation
So, I actually said the words "but face tattoos are sexy"
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