we didnt fuck last night. again. seriously, his place is like where dreams go to die.
There's some strange man with hair that keeps talking to us. I'm scared.
This is how horror movies start. Going to bar with strange hair guy. He's paying. Bad idea?
Ditched hair man. Got free cab ride to market. Want food. I win.
I don't care where my tongue is but i t's going to be in all the pictures.
It just sucks seeing everyone get flowers but me...
yeah, but they die. it takes a while, but they die. just like all of these kids relationships will. tequila doesnt die. its a live in the moment thing... like a valentines day one night stand. so long run, tequila is the better gift.
My mom just told me to make sure my face isn't on the front cover of the newspaper on 4/21. Challenge accepted
ya i guess you have to take things with a grain of salt in a place where nipple clamps are the norm..
Ugh I miss culture and lesbians already
I didn't realize how drunk I was until my vagina was in the snow.
I came home wearing somebody's thong. If you're missing one message me privately.
So like, boobs.
are you really going to start every conversation like that?
This is possibly the most humiliating moment of my life. I have diarrhea, in a port-a-potty, at the Renaissance Festival.
if you arent using your penis to save lives, then what good is it?
He's standing in the corner rubbing his nipples and reflecting on poor life choices
the last i saw he was butt naked on the top deck of the bus trying to conduct a drunken choir so i really have no idea
Look, I know why you're asking me, but just because I'm gay does not make me a wiki on butt sex. Ask a doctor or you know, the internet like everyone else.
Randomize
