Richard, I just read on your Twitter account that you have enjoyed a, "Much needed post birthday smoothie..."...A bit revealing, no?
We named our party play list daddy issues
I had another sleeping on concrete incident.
Washing the last semen-stained shirt you have really solidifies a breakup. It just got real.
he told me he once ran a blackmarket liquor store out of his house. thats all it took for me to go home with him
I'm drinking whiskey outta the bottle trying to earn the trust of some ducks in the yard
My glasses are somewhere in your living room. Also, my underwear might be in your bathroom or on or around your porch. Sorry.
Did you sleep with Connor? And who undressed me? There's a picture of two guys peeing out my bedroom window. What happened?
Apparently getting drunk at a philanthropy event and tweeting about it is "frowned up"
HIV testing and a light brunch. Sounds like a great way to spend Christmas Eve.
Maybe you'll have a Christmas miracle
We'll never be able to grow apart now. You can't look at a stranger & say "Yea I ate goldfish crackers off his dick." & just be casual about that.
I don't give a fuck that he's gay and keeps hitting on me. Free cocaine is free cocaine bro
It was like sex on an active volcano surrounded by the night sky and bloodhounds. And by that I mean it was nice.
He kept referring to my giving him head as a new level in our relationship and acting sentimental
You gave him a bj, not a kidney
He showed up completely drunk with a 30 of PBR and ten cans of Spam. I like this kid.
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