oh good, I think they're gone
the painters?
my herpes
Why do i even want him? It's like his dick is a trophy and I need to put it on my wall of shame.
It's a lightpost hitting you in the head. Of course it's going to hurt the day after.
Woke up this morning with seven juice boxes under my pillow and an empty box of condoms In my pocket. Good night.
We stopped midfuck cuz a guy was walking his dog. Who the fuck walks their dog in the dorm parking structure at 3am!?
I gave his parents a candle as a thanks for letting me hang out there all the time. Which i guess is more accurately a thanks-for-letting-me-fuck-your-son candle
and then i signed some dudes back with a turkey hand print in honor of thanksgiving
Invited the whole bar back to my place for an after party.....shit got real with everyone seeing dad drink moonshine like a champ.
When he was fat he reminded me of my high school best friend and I just wanted to hug him and hug him. Also, he's funny and humor is the fastest way into my pants after Doctor Who and liquor.
I either have a razor blade lodged in my throat or I've been drinking entirely too much Evan Williams.
He stood me up.
I'm no sure if I should be pissed or proud that he finally grew a backbone.
Ugh, I should just give up, and fuck him in a parking lot, and shave my head and walk naked through the streets of King's Landing.
So if I run into you on the street, I'm supposed to just stop drop and suck your dick?
It's wednesday. OF COURSE HE'S DRUNK.
There is eyeliner on my toilet. Vodka and I have a love hate relationship.
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