no more stoned jack in the box. this is the third night in a row.
i overslept, had to take a cab to the train station, might puke, bought the wrong flavored vitamin water, and mj's dead. what a terrible world to wake up to.
sometimes i wish i had a whole other life to spend on youtube
he referred to my room as the tit cave...
if i die of alcohol poisoning tonight, just know i kinda expected it and totally deserved it
there is a time and a place for ass-grabbing and that was not it.
please don't go to jail. I'd hate to have to call the montgomery county jail every time I need sex advice
It got to the point that I had to make flashcards with their name on the front and dick pics on the back.
Sweetie, don't go home with him. You can do so much better. Everyone else at the bar agrees.
How do you feel?
Like the devil himself shit me out, baked me into a pie, ate the pie, and shit me out again.
I'm sorry I peed on your everything.
New low. Just realized I hooked up with a guy from Grindr in the hallway of a building my great grandfather used to own..
he told me "apparently my gag reflex doesn't work so if you magically grew a penis I would deep throat you"
What's the tour de bar? Is that a thing, or is it just what you call Saturdays?
Do you really want to know anything about the inner machinations of a furry's mind
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