I no longer want to be the gay that plays in the revolving door at RelationshipDale's like a seven year old with a.d.d.
my lips still taste like vagina
so you liked breakfast?
ehh, still wish we woulda went to IHOP instead
The sex was great until she started shouting, "Succeed!, Succeed!" Then it was like I was fucking a motivational speaker. Awkward.
New plan: we get a little bit drunk and go to 24 hour fitness and be eachothers wing people so we can hit on in shape hot people at a gym instead of drunk idiots at a bar.
Last comment. I know of no exercises, diets or practices out there to help keeping balls young and healthy. They simply succumb to gravity.
Fuck underwear. Let's get stoned and eat ravioli.
Well he can play the xylophone with his erect cock... So he's got that going for him
You said you couldn't look at me because you would have to take off your sunglasses but you can't because they're the "guides to your eyes".
I look like a bag of dicks so if you could ugly yourself up that'd be great.
I have nothing to say other than the obvious 'we probably shouldn't have done that' and the less obvious 'i think you bruised my labia major' ...?
My gay card got upgraded to platinum status today.
Hung out near hay bales in sweaters then she gave me a pumpkin spice pop rocks bj. That was so freakin' seasonal.
The drive thru lady at McDonald's asked how I was and I responded by opening the car door and throwing up all over the drive thru lane. Happy Sunday.
I'd just like to take a moment now to apologize sincerely for getting drunk and making an as of myself at your Christmas party next week. I'm especially sorry for sleeping with your baby sister.
Cat needed to get out last night. Walking to the door was too much effort so I encouraged (pushed) him to leave via window.
Isn't your room on the second floor?
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