sunday morning discovery: something purple, smelly, and sticky my hair. any suggestions?
so i was eating a special k bar this morning for breakfast and started choking on it so i reached into my bag for water turns out it was liquor.
after we had sex he went grocery shopping. at 6 am. i've never been more confused in my life
He managed to completely creep out every girl I was with last night. It was almost inspiring how efficient it was.
i really care about you, respect you, another gay word, and another gay word... lets just drink
The bartender from Thursday remembered me... And gave me a FLAMING BUCKET of alcohol.
Just pulled back my covers. Jizz. Jizz everywhere. Hipster jizz everywhere on my only set of sheets.
Day #3 of being the only sober person at the bar. This is depression.
Eating pizza and drinking wine while I watch the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show. The wine is for reducing the pain of falling asleep with more insecurities than what I woke up with.
I'm going through what feels like a break up with beer. I'm emotionally distraught from it's lack of presence.
you made me suck your tit in the car and kept saying "good boy. I love you so much. good boy."
I was so fucked up last night that I peed on his FATHER'S BED and fell asleep there. and yes. his father was asleep in the bed
Whiskey and tits go great with anything. Especially fire.
i found you laying on the floor staring at the ceiling and you kept muttering "why" in various inflections.
He's teaching me French for free and I'm giving him blowjobs. Win-win.
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