This is not my ceiling
he just kept saying that he had liquor dick..then he tried to fuck me without removing his pants.
my phone is just a graveyard for last nights mistakes. at least it's giving me hints as to where i was though, i'm like carmen sandiego
found an empty one..2nd door on the right...i'm already naked.
i think we should start charging the bum that sleeps on our porch rent..
He put his hand in my cleavage. NOT ON. IN. BETWEEN. NO more gingers
She's drunk as hell locked up I. The bathroom with my shoes where do I go from here
I felt so bad but my urge to be with you & drunkenly eat your face was apparently much stronger.
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!
He says I vaguely mumbled happy New year, kissed him, threw up and then went back to sleep.
had a nice chat with the older gay fellow who works in the bakery at the new vons about vday...we both feel that it's a day of dashed expectations & concerns that we'll have to be cut out of our spanx
His boxer smelled like clean laundry while I was giving him head. It was delightful, like sucking a dick in a spring meadow.
You were cussing me out in sign language, and slurring your signs.
That's some kind of record drunk there...
Getting a lap dance from a girl you went to high school with really isn't as awkward as you'd think
And she called me out by name, nothing could have made it more awkward but it ended up not being that bad
so how about you dont randomly call my mother during parties?
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