I don't make mistakes...just understandable bad choices.
you kept singing the copa cabana and saying HAVE A BANANA to random people on the street. you also went up to this poor short guy and hugged him while proceeding to yell I LOVE YOU CHILD MAN into his face. please tell me you're sober now
so i completely puked my brains out. a lot. he held me up so i could brush my teeth. then we proceeded to hook up for the next four hours.
he's a keeper
There need to be more gay people on my afternoon soaps.
There's a Cowboys game and a Rangers game on at the same time...talk about Sophie's choice
These old people don't even realize they're giving me weed money for shoveling snow.
We had a weird moment. Mid-sex he started talking. It went along the lines of "I. FUCKING. LOVE.....this condom..."
Jesus Christ that hit just spoke to so many levels of my soul. It's caressing them softly
And the next morning he asked me why I had clothes on so I said so that he could take them off again.
He sent me a picture of Reese's peanut butter cups next to his dick. Of course I went over.
My glasses were in the garbage this morning
this makes me concerned. not enough to actually do anything about it, but yeah.
I'm going to invent an ap that tests your stress levels before texting and will say something like "nope, go rub one out and try again in 10 min"
Pride log, day two. Noticing more bruises and scrapes. Liver functions probably very lowered.
He took a shit in my shoe. A part of me is livid and a part of me is impressed because that’s some real evil genius.
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