He told me he had herpes after I put his hotdog in my mouth
Ate lunch. Still drunk. Keep forgetting I'm in Texas but then I look around at the people and remember.
the only thing keeping me going right now is the knowledge that in 2 hours i'll be drunk at the circus.
Just received a visit from the Ghost of Bad Decisions Past. Kind of weird 90% of the flashbacks happened in the same sixteen month span, the rest happened at Taco Bell.
Apparently I've been blackout drunk doing abstract algebra on the floor
we're like Indians of the 21st century. trading not for food and survival but personal gain and by trouble you mean getting daytime drunk and going to the roller ring then yes.
I feel like someone kicked me repeatedly in the ribs. I don't think sex is supposed to do that.
I mean you can't really blame him. He's named after whiskey and I don't get along with pants.
I almost stepped in a homeless mans stream of urine as he was peeing. I love this city.
I created a photogrid for every picture he has ever sent me of his penis. Now I can see every angle at one time. THIS IS GREAT.
Am I really that high, or did I just spray febreeze outside ?
That sounds promising. I'm twerking to human nature.
no strings attached, like you could fuck him and then throw him off a building right after
i guess i fuck people who own bucket hats so i can't talk shit
You can tell by the way he cuddles that he's got mommy issues
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