the entire time we were hooking up i couldn't stop thinking about the bengals. thoughts?
What do you do when the person in the stall next to you says they're jealous?
So yes, he's hot, a scorpio, an artist and a perfect cock. I think my bi train just arrived in gay town.
I could get a dump truck for 1000. Think of the possibilities.
You "were" hungover, which is past tense. So that gives you no excuse not to go out tonight.
Yo. I have a shitload of cardboard. We have to build a smoke hut in the smoke room with a tunnel connected to a cat house. This way the kitty can join us whenever she pleases
Sorry you called when I was puking in a cheetos bag
Jesus horatio Christ I forgot my mittens and am considering shoving my hands down the pants of the first semi attractive man I see
You ruined me. I can't stop referring to everything outside as the "no-walls" ever since you showed me that video while I was tripping balls. My speech may be permanently altered for the rest of earth spins
Life is so difficult sometimes. Can you imagine? Going through life, constantly creating boners everywhere you go.
I want to go to a gay rodeo for my cross country road trip. It'll be like my very own homo country boy pilgrimage to the holy land.
In light of your oncoming completion of twenty-three years of personhood, I feel a pressing need to blast country-pop phenomenon Taylor Swift's hit single "22" in your general direction until midnight.
Last night I dreamt that I sold my car and used the money to have wheels surgically implanted in my feet and legs so I became a human heely and I just rolled everywhere
You know you had a good time when you get the wheelchair treatment in Mexico back to your cruise.
God help them if any millennials are in the vicinity. Rent is too high and we no longer fear death
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