I'm not really sure actually. until I fell in love with a boy (which was just a few weeks ago) I thought my attraction to men was purely physical.
so you were gay...and then you realized you were EVEN MORE gay
I just spent the last hour spooning with my drug dealer.
Superbowl and Mardi Gras a week apart. World's longest bender here I come.
I can't, I'm busy. I've been walking around Tokyo on google maps for an hour.
I'm currently trying to decide if crown or wild turkey will hurt worse coming back out through my nose later.
I'm helping my Mormon ex boyfriend from high school embrace his inner cross dresser. This is truly god's work.
The important thing is not that we avoid making mistakes, but that we avoid learning from them.
I feel a five day drunk coming on.
Life is too short to have fake orgasms.
Dylan just paid 30 bucks to have himself wrapped in the clear plastic they wrap luggage in at the airport. Bring scissors.
I'm drunk, we're losing, and I'm in the visitors stands. This is about to get ugly.
He's ninety percent amazing leader, brother, and teacher, and ten percent unforgivable douche. These are the men I look up to in my life.
I feel like it should at least be like a "hey look I'm actually fine that I drunkenly gave you my virginity!" friend request.
I'm ready to run through the streets naked yelling "HES ALIVE!"
We will discuss everything tomorrow i presume. Including the sweaty naked tango.
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