You don't understand, Single Ladies is like the Don't Stop Believing of the gay community.
I discovered the grieving process is shock, denial, anger...and then something about drinking until you puke on yourself
and if it starts getting weird im just going to tell him i used to be a man
Some girl in the stall next to me just yelled "fuck yes i started my period!" she came out of the stall and we high fived. who am i to judge? i do that every month.
he just sent me a pic of him naked with a bucket of margarita mix hanging off his dick
Well the nurse forgot to take all my stitches out, so my surgical tools are peroxide, kitchen scissors, fingernail clippers, a pocket knife, and 11 beers. Let's do this...
stumbled upon a picture of an owl staring me in the face. i almost offered him a bong hit.
He called from a stranger phone to say. He was a t a liquior store and there was a long line they have no condoms. This is the guy i was gonna go on a date with
Atleast he is letting you know he will be late
.It's like gods test of willpower against vaginal comfort
He said "you speak American pretty good for a Canadian" and it took everything in me to still fuck him. Dry spell ended btw
Ah, but I don't wear underwear. Every day is Commando Wednesday.
I appreciate your acceptance of my lack of morals
So you've been sexting me while spending time with your family
I'm a family man but I have priorities
I started crying during a meeting at work and now I'm sitting on my couch drinking boxed wine at 1:30 in the afternoon. Fuck you too estrogen.
You act like tequila is some sort of sex juice
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