I don't remember. I think I elluded to the fact that I would buy him a dildo for his birthday.
Don't blame the cocaine for your eating disorder.
Last thing I remember was you straddling a guy in a wheelchair on the dance floor.
You've slept with me you know how lazy I am in bed.
i love all of you. Physical. Emotional. Mental. All of it. When we speak i feel like a feather or a dragon depending on the conversation ...
it felt like i was a kid in an empty playground. i fucked him on every piece of furniture in the house and then when his housemates showed up i was naked in his bed like i'd been there all along.
dude he passed out in the strip club on his birthday, WHILE he was getting a lap dance. That drunk.
when he pulled his cock out I told him he'd brought a knife to a sword fight
My car smells like beer, you're here in spirit
Don't need my thirties to be known as the decade of "new types of shits from drinking" like last night.
she's the poster child for how alcoholism can be fun.
A stripper set a mans ass on fire... the club smelled like burning ass and boxers.
i woke up wearing a life jacket, holding on to a footlong hotdog, and had on a mr. hustle 1995 shirt on
good night
Well, if I'm gonna go gay, it's gonna be for NPH
The amount of illegal things I've done this weekend is astounding.
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