So I had sex with him again. He's still got it. Not chlamydia, he got rid of that.
I am now Facebook friends with Donkey Lips from Salute Your Shorts
If I was doing exactly what I wanted right now I would be getting fucked on a jet ski while listening to "When Love Takes Over" by Kelly Rowland while eating french fries.
his dog just threw up on me too. its like im a throwup magnet to that family.
So I think I just got a job offer from the guy I used to blow. See, networking pays off.
alcohol. turning childhood friends into awkward hookups since the dawn of civilization.
frankly if you're gonna get kicked out of your place, hooking up with your gay roommate's boyfriend would be the most entertaining way to do it.
FACT: the parking lot attendant was yelling "NO SEX HERE! NO SEX" at yall.
not sure if I should be concerned that my brother just stormed into my room and looked at me with a serious face and said, "I'm a peacock, you have to let me fly." oh, vicodin...
In a weird way, I don't want to stalk him on Facebook. I want to find out what's wrong with him the old-fashioned way. Is this what it means to be romantic?
So I walk in and he's teaching someone in London via Skype how to roll a blunt. I have new found respect for him.
I'm back here naked if anyones wondering
80% sure the drag queens carried her home
Wow you are like a taller more attractive sex Yoda.
He literally asked permission to hit on me
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