I'm waiting for seagulls to eat this throw up
i cant get the smell of ass out of my nose
I no longer question where these bruises come from... between the strip pole in the living room, the slipnslide in the hallway and our constant level of intoxication I will always be bruised...
In the middle of switching positions, we shared a line of coke. It's was like a modern-day 'Lady and the Tramp.'
Can't show you right now as we are in public and he refuses to let me photograph his penis in a bar.
He just came in my nostril. Never look down when a guy is pulling out during missionary.
We 6 way cheers-ed with French fries last night, hammered, in the booth.
Tell me again your tentative move date. There are 5 Russians in my apartment on ecstasy and they are having a rave in my living room. I can't. I need to move stat
We were all in the pool and he showed up with a pitcher of margarita. Everyone swam over to him. He poured it directly into our mouths like we were a Sea World act.
He has an accent when he types. I can *hear* the schnitzel. Especially when he's drunk.
He said he loves me but he haven't eaten me out yet. So I don't think he means it.
Knows all the good gay bars AND has a dog? Wtf can't I drop pizza on guys like that????
He told me I smelled like peanut butter, pepperoni, and pure unbrieldled passion.
Last night was just a whirlwind of Mario Brothers and sex.
home. only unpacked the necessities...contact case and beer.
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