we got back to my place and he started talking about feelings. i politely told him to leave and that he managed to cock block himself.
he kept asking me "do you love it? tell me you love it" as I was riding him.
and...?
I told him it was alright.
i was wearing footie pjs. how could there be confusion as to who i hooked up with, thats not something you forget
get over here now. the boys are doing shots of everclear, chasing with monster, and some dude jsut walked in with a backpack full of tattoo gear.
But he's not just anonymous male genitalia anymore. I've met him, I've seen his face.
Just had a threesome with a hot Turkish guy and an even hotter French lawyer. This what happens when I travel alone. You have only yourself to blame for this.
So my roommate and I have a written agreement stating that if he tries to sleep with his ex girlfriend, I have to immediately intervene and nut punch him then send her on her way.
this is the most serious roommate agreement ever
Omg one of the midgets from last night just added me to Facebook.
I just want to return to LA when the weed and dick is plentiful.
my ex's current girlfriend held my hair as I threw up. new low.
He just unloaded a dump truck full of red flags on my head.
Who knew that showing someone your boobs would make them stop crying.
What, so now you are his nutritionist and his fuck buddy?
All I need to do is acquire a Shrek costume.
Please don't traumatize your girlfriend too terribly. Have fun.
I just found a live peacock hanging out behind the bar. I coerced it into my car and now I have a peacock bro that lives with me.
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