I love that we get drink and call each other crying. It's kind of our thing.
he's werid. hell kiss me after i go down on him but he wont kiss me after i eat anything with mustard.
You didn't have enough money so you tried to convince the cashier that "four dollar foot long" rolled off the tongue better. Stop drinking. Immediately.
I just remember her telling me "Hi, my names Kaissa and I'm a lesbian" over and over and over and over again as I was crying.
Wednesday. Otherwise known, to you at least, as "there are two gay men in my bed" day.
there was a trail of blood coming out of one of the bathroom stalls. thought of you
I need to stop smoking. I just talked to corn.
We crashed a rave, threw glitter all over Gay Dan and the bartender, broke a chandelier and called ourselves the Kings of Neon.
We're in the kiddy pool eating marshmellows and drinking wine out of a box. Please dress casual.
As if finding out the man you just had sex with is married isn't bad enough, it gets so much more awkward when his wife comes in to comfort you...
I need more social interactions that don't involve sex
He said I took his samurai sword off his wall and proceeded to jump off his porch at people coming home from the bar.
The house hit rave levels when La Bamba came on which confuses me because I live in white suburban Canada
PARA BAILAR LA BAMBA ASSHOLES
He was playing minecraft so I took a shower with my vibrator
He's on the porch naked. Help.
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