we got back to my place and he started talking about feelings. i politely told him to leave and that he managed to cock block himself.
It's always exciting to touch a new boob.
all i remember thinking as i was puking my intestines out is : wow.. this toilet does look like it's from the future.
trsut me youll find me, im the only kanye west here and every1 is chanting dbag at me
curled up in a ball on my bed listening to my "cuddle with a boy" playlist. prettty high.
Its like I was sleeping with a kid. His gum fell into my hair while sleeping and he just wanted to cuddle.
I wish a night of watching Dear John and a bottle of wine could cure my herpes.
i felt obligated to tell him happy birthday since we trashed his house and i fucked his friend in his basement
he's home with a concussion now...but apparently i'm still the highlight of his freshman year
You coulda licked the floor this morning and got drunk.
I was wearing my get used bookstore shirt when we fucked. Ironic yet appropriate.
Also he didn't buy condoms after we ran out last week. Luckily I had one, but I told him he should be more optimistic about getting laid
I will read books by day and do guys by night. A mental and physical enlightenment, if you will.
Why thank you for your unwanted opinion, person I've never met before.
You told me that you couldn't come over because you felt like you were gonna die and that houses eat you when you die, and my house couldn't eat you because your house would be jealous. That's when I knew to take the bowl away from you.
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