I need a slap back to reality. Or at least a slap back to homosexuality
I just sneezed alcohol in a candle and started a fire.
he actually said the words "do you want to pet the lizard?" with a straight face as he unzipped his pants
The really sad thing is that I actually practiced crawling in my room yesterday in preparation for today
we're using his nephews tonka truck toy as a cooler for the beer
Having never done that before, When should one expect the horrible shame to end? Days, months, ever?
A week or so, depending on size. In your case, maybe give it a month.
Can we do a version of last night where I actually remember shit?
Her next conquest seems to be stealing her ex-boyfriend's new girlfriend. Pretty sure everyone involved is totally OK with this.
I feel like at this point in my life I should be dating someone who doesn't run out of all his money on Mondays and have to wait til fridy to buy his weed
i came outside and he was eating her out on my lawn. i refuse to pick up the dog shit in my yard so i hope he chose the spot wisely
I'm in your room because it's a safe space. Is it ok to pee in here?
I know this is super early in advance but can I borrow your horse mask on 4/20
I'm the kind of gay who carries his anxiety medication in case the club scene gets too fierce
And for the record I didn't even have sex last night. I threw up in his toilet and slept in his bed until noon
all i'm saying is don't blame me if your purses are filled with whoppers
are we talking malt balls or BK?
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