I thouht it was time to go to sleep and suddenly I was front row on brokeback mountain
Beverly Hills, 90210. Cleveland Browns, 0.
remind me not to puke in the mesh trash can tonight
I cannot remember December 31 for the past 3 years. it might as well not even exist on my calendar anymore
i can't believe you were mixing vodka with green tea last night and enjoying it.
i should bottle and sell it. my slogan could be "green tea vodka. antioxidating while intoxiacting. your liver will thank you. "
I wasnt that drunk. Throwing the table off the third story was totally logical.
we hooked up. but it was that weird mix of getting naked and watching Balto that made it so awesome.
It was like an alcohol war zone and you left a soldier behind.
No, the high point was when you stood on a chair and shouted you were the god of tits and wine.
I was too lazy to get my chapstick out of my purse so i lubed up my lips with pizza grease. On a scale of 1-10 how embarassed should i be?
I hate who I am becoming
I think of it as growth but I also hate who I am becoming as well
After a beer I realize now I may have shared too much about my obsession with ghosts with my therapist this morning.
I don't know. Seeing the vagina stretched out beyond normal proportions is like watching your favorite superhero die.
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.
im just letting you know I walked in on you with four different guys last night. a. you were all naked. b. they're all roommates
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