You make homosexuality sound like a cult.
I woke up on a futon in some strangers house. They were eating pizza and told me everything was going to be fine.
Just violated the laws of fuck-buddyship and talked to him about my personal life. I don't like it.
He just kept yelling "body massage machine go" at random intervals throughout the night
Dong worry about me. I just cashed bottle of wine when I found out he was in town, I'm being dramatic. I'll text you tomorrow when I'm sober and my face stops bleeding
I feel like if Miami and New Jersey fucked each other and produced a baby that would summarize the bar I'm in.
I was to tired to jerk him off, so he made me hold it while he thrusted into my hand.
Party Liz is going to have to have her wings clipped until someone gets me some baby reins to wear
Soo I woke up in the storage room at best western....I dont even know what say
sometimes, you gotta take him by the hands like tails took sonic, and fly him into the bedroom.
He initiated the conversation by sending me a picture of his penis at 4 am
But no. So do not give him one damn penny. Unless they are in a sock and you are hitting him with it.
There's hope in those eyes, for a better tomorrow or more cocaine, we may never know, but there's hope.
fuck sobriety. I want to wake up tomorrow in a park or some shit.
How are they?
Amazing! These new boobs are going to break blouse buttons and wedding vows!
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