The crowing achievement of my life is still the time I made a 3 course meal out of things I found in the dumpster.
I need to get the stench of sex and broken dreams out of my room
just passed out again, this time at a subway. On a positive not they gave me a free sandwich, pretty sure out pity but at this point i don't care
Who is he, asking me if im dtf without a question mark
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Plan: drunk dancing. Reality: drunk almost getting in fights with people that could beat me into the ground.
We need more drag queens in our life I've decided
Unfortunately hes not a hipster douchebag with no life goals, so naturally I'm not interested.
On another note, I feel like my vagina is slowly being peeled off with a rusty potato peeler.
I just got three pairs of underwear free and a bathing suit for $20 by modeling them and letting the salesman grope me a bit.
It's great being a young gay man in Chicago!
it is my last wish that my tale be published posthumously as a warning to anyone thinking of eating burger king at nine am
What's protocol when the 18 year old son of an anti-gay preacher sends you a message on Grindr during church?
I don't want anything calamari shaped after last night. But I appreciate the Cheerios offer.
The candles are lit, the magic circle is drawn, now all we need to do is get naked and see how many orgasms we can manage.
You were holding onto her boobs like you were adrift at sea and they were the only flotation devices
I just used a bag of jelly beans as an arm weight...I'm not sure what to think of myself
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