i just went dwnstairs and there are 5 guys without their shirts on hugging each other. i think i should leave now
so i used to love airports for the escalators... now its the bars... then the escalators after the bars
just got dressed up for chatroulette- THAT desperate.
I just realize today that I've dated three guys this year with their own blog. Ugh that's embarrassing.
U owe me five dollars for that paper towel you bet i wouldnt eat last night
So was it you or me who decided it was a good idea to inscribe fuck you on the counter?
That was me. Just a 'welcome to our home' kinda thing.
No. I want to vom filet mignon and ziti bits everywhere and my body feels like I ran a cock triathalon. I feel less triumphant and more like death.
He sent me a picture; erect penis, cat in hand and no pants on. He got a boob pic for that one.
In my defense, last night's hookup turned out to be my actual girlfriend. That's gotta count for something, right?
He ate me out in the forest at that park we used to hit my bong in highschool again, somehow this isn't what I pictured being 25 would be like
Let's just says his mouth writes a lot of checks that his penis just can't cash. Don't waste your time.
Once he bit me I drew the fucking line.
*6am blends another margarita* *615am blends straight tequila*
It is NEVER not funny to me when I am sitting at a table and I've touched the dicks of every single person I'm sitting with.
His mom just pulled off a quadruple cockblock. I'm not sure if I'm mad or impressed?
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