FYI... At my funeral, it will be your job to throw yourself dramatically onto my casket.
i'm going to be one of those im-wearing-a-shirt-as-a-dress girls today. dont make fun of me, i need laid
I don't know where your sunglasses are, I was too preoccupied with girls not old enough to drive past midnight.
I just creeped all your pictures on Facebook -- it was like I watched you grow up right before my eyes.
I'm at a party with that guy you made out with on new years. He remembers your name!
4 feet of snow. teaching the cats how to snow swim. throwing them off the porch and seeing what happens.
She guessed my name 9 times, and 5 of those times she guessed Mike. Figured that'd be an easy target for the night.
Ran into that hot funeral director in the bar two days after the wake. pretty sure we drunk made out.
Grandpa would have been proud
cum and cheesecake for breakfast...don't fucking tell me pride week isn't awesome
we have 69 mutual friends...i have to add her
i'm on the subway and being revisted by the ghosts of tequilas past.
Well my summer started by me waking up in a tube on the side of the pond this morning with 2 of my friends. So that's good..
I love getting kicked out of places. Its like winning a little league game
Thank you for helping a fellow gay friend today. You are sublime and deserve free tickets to the Ellen show
On another note I never thought having a drug addicted stalker would prove useful
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