i don't remember her name, but i don't need it unless we decide to hook up again. but even then, i can get away with not knowing it for a while. it's not like we have actual conversations.
I'm going to shit on something weird... I can't wait
even through the webcam i could tell he was aiming for my face/hair
I'm going to go hang out on a giant wooden pirate ship for 5 days.
I remembered to bring wine in a nalgene bottle, but I forgot sunscreen and water. I'm starting to question my life decisions.
Think of this as an opportunity. Like Jesus just opened up his closet, and inside is an endless supply of huge, beautiful cock.
While looking for an apartment, I've realized that the way I rate balconies is on the "how easy would it be to smoke weed here" scale.
What other scale is there?
Had sex and ran 2.8 miles all before 7:30am. This is going to be a very productive Monday.
This little shit keeps eating the playdoh so i replaced the green with wasabi from work. Wonder what his parents are gonna think when he burns his soft palette?
It wasn't a basement apartment, it's his parents basement. And he wanted to show me his pet tarantula collection. I NOPED THE FUCK OUT!
Since Josh is going to be Carl Sagan for Halloween, he bought a turtleneck and sportsman jacket. It's all my nerd fantasies come true.
I don't know which I need first...a shower or a confessional.
Cheese, the small of a woman's back, the universe, mountains, vampiric demons, sleep, and dreams.
Don't date the locals. They're all tainted.
Why did two squirrels just run out from behind the couch?
About that.
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