so was this before or after i puked down the ice luge?
It's chlamydia! Thank God!
I have a page in my 2010 scrapbook dedicated to pictures of his cock.
mom and dad are asleep. time to fish my half-full bottle of wine out from under my bed and give this christmas visit a pick-me-up.
"half-full" seems a little optimistic for the turn your night is taking.
For my 21st birthday, I require a kiddy pool filled with vodka. Make it so.
In a cab. Towels everywhere. Confused.
You're right. Single life welcomed me back with open arms. It's like it knew it wasnt going to be long when I left.
I feel a five day drunk coming on.
I'm a gay man planning my brothers bachelor party, and he choose someone else to be his best man. I hope they like appltinis and gay clubs. Bastard.
So for future reference.... it's a little unnerving when I can't get hold of you, and the last communication we had was, "Oh fuck... It's tequila"
Always wear a seatbelt when giving road head. I think I'm just going to tell people I don't remember how I got the fat lip.
I kept having to give myself encouraging advice like, "you know how a path works"
That's what you get for doing kinky shit with a guy that lives in his moms basement.
His name is Angel. I'm pretty sure he was sent from heaven solely to eat me out.
I'm very impressed by your ability to explain a story about your fiery snatch solely in emojis. props.
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