I told my boyfriend my favorite food was strawberry poptarts, now my email inbox is getting spammed with nude pics of him with his dick in a poptart box..
im contemplating emailing my dad and telling him how worthless i am and how sorry i am that he pays for my life...aka my bar tabs.
for future reference: anal bleach BEFORE boozing
yes we did fuck in his chapter room. yes it was demeaning. and yes, they probably will discuss it at chapter tonight.
Just saw a field sobriety test being administered at 730 am, I now know I do not have a drinking problem
new girl just came onto the hall stumbling drunk with no shoes on and the guy who brought her doesn't have them either
At this point, I really just need a sign in sheet for my vagina.
Im at target. Idk why I'm buying condoms AND a tutu for my cat. No one who dresses their cat up has ever gotten laid.
But hes like a baby bird with a broken wing that i want to FUCK.
I sent him an 18 page sext. He's going to have a good morning.
They were loudly fucking last night and there was way too much conversation involved. It wasn't even dirty talk, it was more like "your doing it wrong" talk
I'm not sure New Orleans is real. Even the grocery stores sell vodka.
I'm content with our "friends with accidental benefits" situation.
So apparently dinosaur erotica does, in fact, exist.
I cannot, in good conscience, let you talk to a guy who wears Chaps and a knit beanie
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