I'm not really sure actually. until I fell in love with a boy (which was just a few weeks ago) I thought my attraction to men was purely physical.
so you were gay...and then you realized you were EVEN MORE gay
you were calling yourself Ulickes S. Cunt.
I woke up to him eating me out, listening to classical music.
So I just learned that my father was teaching me rules for drinking games when I was 5.
He was at the bottom of the stairs showering himself with the popcorn, then eating a few handfuls and running around.
And it looks like I sent you 4 failed attempts at the word "hey." Sorry about that.
I don't know if it was his cologne or his Jesus hair, but he was much more fuckable than last time I saw him.
Now that I think about it, it may have been the 6 pitchers of beer.
she gave me head while wearing a sombrero and told me it was her "welcome to south of the border" blowjob. i am never leaving mexico.
Don't worry I'm alive. The apt is all locked up so I'm sleeping on the patio. The frozen pizza I got might be toast unless someone lets me in soon. If not its all good I'll be here snoring on the patio
I'm going through our high school yearbook trying to find what boys I want to hook up with this summer. We graduated four years ago. That's a problem.
It's not vacation until I get called "disgustinly sexy" by an fat woman whose older than my mother.
It's my birthday, if I want to stay home, get stoned and watch the gameshow network, that's what I'm going to do.
No? The only contact I've had with him for months was when I drunk texted him from Costa Rica to say that all jazz sounds the same
Apparently I made a chicken patty, angrily took it out of the microwave, walked outside, and threw it over the balcony. #me
Please stop calling me a pterodactyl during sex. It only happens when you're drunk, but still.
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