TYLER... glimpse of last night: leather chaps, guacamole dip, a jump rope, spray paint, and rhinestone studded pajamas.
i think you have the wrong number... but your story sounds delightful.
accomplished twins. life is a go
No, we ended up finding him drunk at a bus stop downtown sitting on the bench asking people for chocolates and amazing stories to "rid his mind of his whore of a girlfriend"
My gaydar just like overheated and exploded watching the male figure skaters on the olympics
words of advice: black light parties reveal cum stained clothing.
He's like the unplanned child of drunkenness
I'm just going to eat until there's an actual reason why he wouldn't want to fuck me.
Because Kyle had a tattoo kit at his house and I wanted one and all he could draw was a mustache or a stickman on fire
Not saying puking on the side of a cab was how I imagined freshman year of med school but...
I just noticed that pic of your cock has a Christmas tree in the background. It's July.
I've had to take two showers today and it's not even 1 o'clock. Why won't this weekend wash off?
I don't think I've ever had this many people offer me blow before. 3 o'clock on a Thursday. I keep good company.
I can empathize with sociopaths, serial killers, demons, gods, and monsters....straight white males are literally the only barrier to my 100% empathy rate. I don't get it.
Drunk sex on a hardwood floor is never ever a good idea. Lesson learned.
Its that time in the evening when I've had a few cocktails and wish you'd make a video about the packers and Jack Daniels.
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