alone in the kitchen at 4 am eating a hotdog.
He had a stripper pole in his bedroom. I didn't know whether to be impressed or creeped out.
Slut skills are useful in every country.
Haha. We better find him. He looked like he came out of Switzerland's vagina, he's that much of a blonde beauty.
he said he would handcuff me to his penis. thats not even possible. i want to go home.
His roommate just snorted a line of Smirnoff off the desk. I could really fit in here.
Freedom, beauty, truth, and love to all. I also probably have syphilis
I don't know. Something about answering "what did you do on Sunday?" Seems odd when the reply is, painted, went to the grocery store, put a restraint device on my bed.
Every time I someone I meet again from that wedding it turns into the "Oh your the guy who puked in the hallway and passed out in front of the elevator."
You slid down the wall and got into the fetal position. He was definitely judging... I was judging....
Fuck him and his perfect arms, huge penis and relentless ability to ignore me.
I may or may not have spent student loan money on a vibrator, that falls under living expenses right?
the sex is SO much better when he thinks im going insane
I may have passed out and puked all over the host's favorite couch, but three hours and a rip later, I was eating tiramisu in the bathtub with the birthday boy and a hot Italian.
you need to drop off my dinner before you go see him because i'm not gonna wait until you're finished fucking him to get my damn chinese food
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