HE had a tribal tattoo tramp stamp, jasmine.
I think "bars open christmas minneapolis" is the saddest google search i've ever done.
that's what penises do
they tell lies.
ENDLESS SCROLLING ON TUMBLR WAS MADE FOR HIGH PEOPLE!
Then he complimented me on how excellent I was at breathing through my nose
Literally I thought my ears were pouring out blood. That high.
How was the party last night?
I'm dangerously close to shitting myself.
He didn't even realize I was drunk. He probably just thought I loved Torchwood so much that I no longer knew how to use my thumbs
Love these next 4 months. Wake up from a college football hangover and get to put your hand down your pants and watch NFL football all day.
In unrelated news guys should not ask what I'm doing/wearing if they can't handle an honest answer. I'm not pretending I'm not sitting on the couch in yoga pants watching Community so you can beat off.
It's like I'm getting a welcome home parade with sex!
Yesterday we were fuck buddies and today I'm meeting his mom. That escalated quickly.
If I'm going to keep blacking out this much I need to start taking more pictures.
It's such a sad loss when a hot guy finds Jesus and grows a neckbeard
The highlight of my week is I found some hetero porn I didn't completely hate. Branching out.
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