He just posted pic of sad weiner and half a butt cheek. That is it. I HATE online dating.
you texted me last night and told me you couldn't find the toilet.
That explains the puddle of pee in my closet.
They were like stripper heels, except business stripper heels, the kind strippers would wear to court.
one night of dollar margs at dinner and dollar beers at the bar later, i am throwing up in his shower and gurgling soap and water to kill the taste of sin in my mouth. dollar days need to stop endng like this.
2 more and I will have fucked 75 percent of my acting class. best. elective. ever.
Im sitting in church with a backpack full of beer bottles. This is friendship.
I wonder what it's like for my roommate to live bicuriously thro my sex life
I guess I realized I had a problem when I ordered 4 shots and told the bar wench to pour them all into 1 glass
I'm sorry but I have WAY too many sex/ hookup related bruises on visible areas to be going home tmrw
Let me tell you the story of bicurious george
I wish I was there to have sex with you on the plane to lessen your anxiety.
That's the nicest thing anyone has over said to you.
She was chasing her shots with beefaroni and I think I fell in love.
My life has evolved from screwing randos, ok?
He started planning our future mid-hookup. You tell me how my night was.
Its one of those days... someone might die
Would a picture of my dick help?
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