you tried to arm wrestle for the title of "mom's favorite son"
The last memory I have is vomiting into a box and her rubbing my back saying "you are such a trooper..."
One question: Why is your trash can full of blood and pop-tarts?
Just paid a $5 cover at a bar I stumbled by so I could puke in a toilet and not in public.
we traced the origins of this shit fest of a relationship back to a single instance of road head. then we did a reinacment
Well, it's hard to say. Last night he puked a perfect circle around him on the floor, and then sat in it insisting it would protect him from the smoke monster. He's was still there last time I checked.
I did the crab walk everywhere because I was drunk enough that it was easier than standing up.
The window painters skipped us. They didn't know what to do with the giant SMOKE WEED in the window. So they just skipped it.
I posted her number in the m4m casual encounters area of Craigslist.
I guess her always saying "gay men love me!" will finally get put to the test.
I fell asleep on the floor again. i dont want help, just a pillow. its kind of nice down here.
Tbh the only thing I was fully concerned about from the dream was what type of fucked up parallel universe doesn't have Coca-Cola
Learn from my mistakes, you naive soul: Gay love triangles are just as dangerous as straight love triangles.
I'm going to be such a slut in Europe I've already decided
Send me dick pics. We'll make a scrap book
Just filed for child support I hope he gets the paperwork on Father's Day
you going clubbing tonight?
well its tuesday isnt it
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