Raging hang over. 6AM finish. Shat on a bag of trash in an alley. D L that last bit.
When i look at that picture of him, i'm a little proud to be like yeah, his dick was in my mouth saturday no big deal.
No.. It's totally over.. He deleted the poke I sent him.. That makes it official.
Best thing law school has taught me: how to use logic to turn a girls "no I will not have sex with you" into "well I might as well get laid"
I was actually high enough at that point that I was just casually following your glowing footsteps like in Avatar while we ran from the cops.
You poured your drink on yourself and then said "it's not a party until I'm wet"
"The juvenile turned and faced the officer, unzipped his pants, placed a fresh cigarette in between his legs and preceded to light it with a match"
I figured out that he lasts longer when I rap during sex. He made it all the way through "Love the Way you Lie"
He convinced the breakfast vendor to melt twix bars on bacon for me at 4am. He slurred every word. I think I found my prince charming.
We did it to 80's cardio music. Talk about a workout.
He's going to wonder why I have burn marks on my asshole
I'm committing myself to dance. Also, I'm unsure if you said space party sounded lame because dude was old, but I hope you're over it because I love space, and I love David Bowie and I love to dance, and you need to embrace this with me.
And then you screamed, "I JUST WANNA POUR MAPLE SYRUP ALL OVER HIM AND RAVISH HIS BODY!!"
You have no idea how awkward it is fucking someone with the same name as your dog
..and by hang out i don't mean fucking then going back home i mean let's get something to eat & watch a movie and fuck sometime in between.
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