another moral hangover. fuck.
Question: does he have any sense of self image? He looks slightly like he crawled out of the Euphrates after living as a fish for 20 years
Even water is tasting like jack daniels
This is my last and worst hangover of the decade...I almost cherrish it
If we have to be apart I understand. Being separated is probably best for our relationship now. I look forward to our booty calls.
He had a huge mole on his dick. Genetics has cockblocked him for life.
My walk of shame was far more interesting today. He's moving and was cleaning out his apartment, so not only was I carrying my clothes, I also walked away with 4 bottles of cheap wine and a jar of ragu.
We should hook up after this. Laugh or look horrified to say yes.
I think I'll handle my grief by throwing myself headlong into lesbianism. Seems like a fitting tribute to you.
He was pretty handsy. Told me I tasted like smoke. Good think he tasted that and not the stomach acid I just puked not ten minutes before.
Plus i lost a button on my shirt and we got free drinks all night. Sorry I'm not sorry.
Going to the ER, I'll explain later but apparently drunk me isn't allergic to peanut butter.
I think I'm going to call this chapter of my life story "Weekday day-drinking in the park isn't just for the homeless!"
Also, you fell asleep with you hand on and around my cock last night.
Holy. shit. Chris has no pants on. In public. Fuck. Need you.
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