I see lights
Your drunk and in times square. Time to take the 2 train home.
What's he like?
The usual. Sarcastic, dark, full of fucked up emotional problems that result in fantastic sexual prowess.
Can't show you right now as we are in public and he refuses to let me photograph his penis in a bar.
At least it earned you a couple drinks. And something tells me you've touched grosser things with less incentive.
Her exstacy made her nickname everyone David. Nobody knows who the fuck she's talking to so we just say no to everything she says. She's crying.
I'm sorry. I know you didn't expect me to be arm deep in vagina when you walked through the door.
the story is to long to tell you via txt so when you notice the tattoo on your ass call me.
just letting you know that jen either: wasn't feeling well and ate grass to make herself throw up or threw up because she's stupid and ate grass
And he probably thinks I'm in love with him but after three shots of Patron you love anything
Hey, is this going to be a real date, or am I just meeting you at a hotel to have sex in the bathroom? Given our history, I think it's a fair question.
Btw, you're my emergency contact at Planned Parenthood
So I just noticed that my last drunk google search before going to bed last night was "ghosts based on gays." I have no idea what that's supposed to mean
Woke up in a bathtub with both of my legs broken. How was your night?
Nothing like waking up and having two guys who aren't your boyfriend talk to you about their hard dicks before 9 am.
Thanks for the reference. If your boss hires me, I'll buy you a drink.
If my boss hires you, I'm going to need it.
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