he confessed his love for me, threw up on my pillow and then fell asleep on said pillow. i met him last night.
better than last weekend. things are really looking up for you.
I'm at a work party and I don't know how to drink socially. You know, like slow?
like the penis drawn on my face is so detailed and well done, i'm not even upset about it.
I'm masturbating to football. This is why I get guys and you don't
She wanted to to do it on top of a horse, I can't compete with that
I think I'm still fucked. I can see the electricty going through the street car lines
remind to leave next time the words "tequila" and "challenge" are shouted
If you really wanted to hide the fact you were gay, you could have at least had the sense to not get drunk in the same bar as your bf.
I learned something last night. Strippers can be on house arrest?
If you can count on one hand the number of times you have actually, truly nearly died this month, then you are not really living yet.
My snow day: told Cam, "we're not dating today, we're just roommates." No bra, boxers, drinking whiskey by myself for the past 2 hours, yelling at The Ultimate Fighter reruns from 3 years ago.
He wore socks while I was giving him head. I couldn't even focus on his penis because of the socks.
I'm not getting off this floor. I love this floor
That's right. I just LL Cool J'ed you up in this bitch. Zero fucks.
Dude this weed has me so paranoid.
Yeah tell me about it I just screamed after I coughed because my own cough scared me.
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