so when I got there he was dressed as jesus in a recliner drinking whiskey out of the bottle watching spanish porn. Then kept shouting dont judge me or ill judge you. we didn't even go to a halloween party.
It's 3am, i just got back from ht e bars and registered for classes larteeeeee. History of baseball at 8am? at least ill meet the only stragiht gusy at NYU!
Sorry about last night..I didnt realize how drunk you were and when I closed the door it caused you to slam into the mirror...you'll probably piece together the puzzle when you read this and see your hand.
I went to grab his drink and my hand grazed his dick. It was magical.
New level of stoned. My Terry's Chocolate Orange didn't 'whack-and-unwrap' so I ate it like an apple.
Well... He is a good looking man underneath all the fat and muff.
All I want is for every tall lanky young guy who is reading in a Starbucks to go balls deep in me. That's all.
So glad I decided to show up and puke in your trashcan.
These are the moments that bond souls forever.
You said something about how beautiful my pockets were, then walked away.
Yes talking about pockets is classic me.
I mean, I already put pants on today. We're already halfway there
I've decided to give up hard drugs for the rest of the year.
She gave me a roadie as we drove home from fireworks. People were still lighting off their displays as we drove by. I love America.
That's like a fucking falcon or some shit. I don't know birds but I know that is not a bird you fuck with.
the sex is SO much better when he thinks im going insane
But really, what kind of hoe life adventure in Mexico would you do that would top me blowing a trucker?
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