once we finished he held up the condom and asked if i wanted to keep it as a souvenir.
oh and he was serious.
i don't think you understand, blowjobs are like flowers for guys.
any plan I had today of being a productive member of society, I am officially throwing out the window.
I just masterbated while imagining him getting hit by a truck. I have hit a completely unacceptable level of anger & bitterness. Help.
I sat on his lap and we shared a beer. I feel like that's an invitation to his dick.
playing nyquil roulette. it entails taking shots of nyquil and hoping it doesnt kick in during sex or in public. game on.
I already googled the effects of Molly with my antibiotics, I should be fine.
Why is there even a knowledge base for that?!
I feel like I'm going to get the reputation of being the girl who brings her dog with her to all her random hookups.
My final act is to send you this message. I love you. Tell my family that I love them. Except my dad. Tell him I said "Eh..." while rocking your hand side to side. And tell Tim that I will always love the idea of him. Tell Caleb I love him so. Take care of Miss Kitty Fantastico. Tell the world that I will watch over. Good bye. I love you.
At some point the phrase "I've hit rock bottom" stopped having a meaning and became my general state of life
He called my vagina his wife... how is that NOT creepy?!
I woke up on the green space outside our dorm cradling a watermelon and sucking my thumb. College is crazy man.
You would be successful and sober without me. you can't turn your bakon me now
we f'd six times
f'd?
its sunday, i cant say fucked
God yes pancakes and booze sounds like the best night ever.
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