I forgot to tell you. I'm at a porno shoot today.
after giving me morning oral, he left saying "hate to eat and run but..." oh yeah, he's getting a second date.
i will soon be in a relationship on fb
you!?
me and your mom. i mean, lisa.
yup put them legs up on your shoulders and eat her like some folgers
eat her like coffee?
you went around and groping mens pants to see "which was worthy" of you to go home with.
My coke dealer called me at midnight just to ask how to spell a word. Not sure how I should feel about that.
I threw up on my way to work while listening to "the good times are killing me". this award goes to modest mouse for creating the most poetic puke ever
thats why a responsible adult always keeps some facial hair just in case they need to shave a hulk hogan mustache for midget wrestling...
Remember when we were coked out at that house and we were trying to meditate in the bathroom? Who's house were we at?
I ran into his family and they made me a ham sandwich and I asked if they wanted to come streaking. I felt they deserved the invite.
When we were texting for those few weeks, I some how established a crush on you. And its weird and wild and stupid and silly. But these things just have to be said sometimes to determine what's real and what is infatuation. And to suffer the consequences of five am drunk philosophy. No regrets.
Please tell me those naked pics were not your mom. Lie if you have to.
Duck, Duck, Goose is now the autocorrect, safe for work version of fuck, fuck, loose.
Update: his apartment is apparently in the campus Christian community center. The fact that I fucked him on the couch in the lobby is officially my crowning life achievement.
I just had a man tell me he was going to think about me when he was fucking his wife tonight. This is my proudest moment as a gay.
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