My face smells like last night's lay. I need a whore bath. Or a corndog.
He actually believes he's not an alcoholic if he doesn't go to meetings.
Oh. Thats cool. Im not dating anyone right now. Sean gave me chlamydia from some GUY he fooled around with. Im being abstinent.
Just saw a denim jacket with the phrase christian cowboy...ridin with the lord under a picture of a cowboy in a sunset. I'm def in mississippi.
i'm in workout clothes. this is progress.
I woke up at 2 pm to my roommate checking my pulse.
I feel like I ran a fucking marathon on my knees last night and there are bruises to prove it.
Lets just make a point system, like if we have sex add a point, if they leave after take away a point, if they stay all fucking day take away a point
The sex was so bad. I kept sending people snapchats of my face during it.
I just got three pairs of underwear free and a bathing suit for $20 by modeling them and letting the salesman grope me a bit.
It's great being a young gay man in Chicago!
Remember that whole "don't let me drink" thing? We should really start sticking to that.
You're right. Cause really... I'm in the back of his head. Even though what I said was better than "I have herpes"... I did once say that to him. So I'm like a reoccurring nightmare.
He gives me the same feeling I get when someone puts a margarita or German chocolate cake in front of me
I have a hickey in my new work ID photo.....
I remember reading the word "lift" so I did. The alarn went off, and I thought to myself "what dumbass pulls the fucking fire alarm?" and then I realized it was me...
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