i hope S**** or M***** or someone took note of the fact that i was drinking popov like water and could no longer form sentences. i mean, dont get me wrong i had been thinking about boning R*** long before my sobriety left the picture but the number of reasons not to, outweighed the temptation and without sir robert burnett as R***'s wingman, it would have never happened
I wonder how skeet ulrich feels about the skeet skeet phrase and and what it denotes.
he's making romantic advances towards me. and he has a pet snake. 2nd part not relevant, but interesting.
How was the bike ride?
Nope. High in the basement. Fruit cups.
Gin and redbull in a wine glass. They think I'm keeping my wits with a really yellow Chardonnay. Gonna get ugly after a couple.
is it sad that i can honestly say it was the best birthday sex i've ever had and it was still terrible?
We're using joints as your birthday candles
I enjoy it and I rock at it. I wish there were a respectable way to make giving blow jobs a career.
Just had a flashback to Friday. Definitely had my hands in someone's bra. Definitely wasn't mine.
I can't even express how horny I am. The English language isn't equipped for what I'm plotting.
I sent my roommate a text from MY phone that said, "I don't know where my phone is." Must've been a good night.
I woke up this morning with my hand on his dick. That sneaky bastard.
I want to bone him until his eyes fall out
Yeah apparently i called the bartender a "fucking prison warden" after she took my keys and called me a cab
He bought me a bottle of Malibu. I think I could love this guy.
I've loved people for a lot less.
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