I need a slap back to reality. Or at least a slap back to homosexuality
we're out of white wine, toilet paper and windex... too hard to explain via text
The theme is smores and alcohol. Dress appropriately.
I just found a GIANT thermos of sangria in my sink. I don't know if its still good to drink, but its good to drink.
i love all of you. Physical. Emotional. Mental. All of it. When we speak i feel like a feather or a dragon depending on the conversation ...
I performed "get broken glass out of my shoulder" surgery last night... Drunk, with a what-a-burger straw.
In brighter news I got condoms and a mattress protector today.
Exactly, there's no such thing as commitment at foam n' glow
I fucked him on my yoga mat. Then we wake and baked and ate granola. So yes, you could say I found my center.
He was late, on account of he accidentally went to the Al-Anon meeting across the hall, and it took him 30 minutes to realize he was in the wrong room.
It's times when I'm naked but also want to be platonically social that I miss you the most.
Thanks for reminding me of all the hookups my brain has been trying to suppress...
That's what friends are foooooooor!
Haha idk you were stealing pizza dough at dominos
See I insist I'm not a groupie and then I say things like "will bang for a backstage pass".
Well, for starters, you were growling and slurping beer from a puddle on the carpet. Let's all hope that was beer...
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