My place. Tomorrow Night. Bring your liver, and something for it to do.
He's crying and calling me out on using him. It's awful. And I'm too drunk to leave.
Well, as a member of the greater american southwest gay community I just have to mark this as a total loss and you will be missed.
This tent reeks of fear and sangria
Just made a list of all the guys I've hooked up with. "Roofie tattoo eyelids", "xanex night guy", "rainy concert", "cory blanket" and "naked hottub guy" made it.
Fuck my life, there's a fry in my vagina.
I just ASL-ed someone for the first time since 2002.
Where did this racoon skin hat, stop sign and bag full of tacos come from?
Narnia or $5 pitcher night either way
Like I've never seen her that drunk. She's usually like quiet and doesn't say she'll fuck someone on a futon
You kept going up to guys in plaid and screaming "are you a lumberjack" in their faces
Btw any and all sexual fantasies or arousal I had about cops is null and void.
You can't talk like Dr. Evil to me five minutes after the greatest orgasm of my life.
I don't trust my subconscious. It sleeps with my exboyfriend sometimes.
You told your boyfriend he needed to fuck you in the tree because it would make you guys one with nature.
Did he?
Can I come over and use your shower? My roommate got drunk last night and took my bathroom door off its hinges
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