Should I text him? Life is confusing when you actually like someone instead of just wanting to blow them.
been home a week and haven't blacked out yet. i miss college
I just dumped out my gym water bottle and filled it with white wine. This is the end.
Didn't get to fuck her. Had to leave abruptly through window. Explain later.
You were yelling at the bowl of salad and telling it to quit taunting you and telling you to go to tacobell
she's a kindergarten teacher now. The teacher desks are the perfect height for fucking. I'm delaying the break up a few weeks.
It's fine...I've done worse things to better people.
I don't have to hold her hair back as she blows me but I do have to hold the ball on the Santa hat
I think your high point was when the quesadilla was in your mouth and you were screaming "I can't chew!" and the Taco Bell guy just kinda stared at you like he wanted to strangle.
There's that certain point at night when you start saying things like s'mores should be used in foreign relations. I reached it.
There is someone out there for you right now. And we will find her. Or him. Her. Her, we'll start with tits.
Strip club or gay bar tonight?
I am an emotionally compromised bisexual.
I just jacked off to nostalgia.
There is a wine bar at this airport that it is currently full of mid-40s women reading their Kindles. I'm attracted to all of them.
It's 11 A.M.
You know what, I think I will
Dude, I need a fuckin wingman and this could finally make us eskimo brothers, how can you pass that up?
Randomize
