so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
just crush a couple of percocets into it. tell him sam adams came out with a new beer. flavored with sleep.
He was wearing a Knicks jersey I had to go home with him. it was a rough season.
I didn't exactley write on my bucket list -- "hook up with a townie at a drivers intervention program"
she said shes getting her period tomorrow so she wants to have sex now. i didnt object. it would have been heartless.
ofcourse you didnt.
i really care about you, respect you, another gay word, and another gay word... lets just drink
he paid for dinner at the eiffel tower. drinks at a bar on the champs elysees. gave me a motorcycle ride back to his house, got us heineken and then took me to park overlooking paris. where he ate me out on a park bench. still have doubts about the french?
I'm not trying to alarm you guys, but I think I just swallowed a ketchup packet.
Bring scissors.....i think im gonna have to be cut out of this damn jockstrap
So, just in case you go to the bathroom in the middle of the night.. Sam is asleep in the first stall.
words I never want to hear dad say again: "Trevor you sexy man you"
He came over apologized for his lack of sexual skills. Cleaned my kitchen cooked me dinner. And gave me another one minute stand. I think im okay with this
So I'll be starting a scrapbook from all the mugshots of the guys I've slept with
Also this just in, I think you could see my sequins underwear that say unwrap me through my leggings all day while I hung out with his family
yeah we're all naked, and I think we just shaved Chad.
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