After last night I still want u
But please keep that on the DL
Moved my bed either I'm a whore or every guy I have ever slept with hid condom wrappers under my bed
he keeps commenting everything on my facebook. it's like he's virtually peeing on me
you threw up into the pocket of your shirt. which was pretty damn polite
it's gotten to the point where there are no existing good choices. even our good choices are bad choice by anyone's standards but ours.
He's my BOYFRIEND but he won't sext me. I'll be like, "tell me how you want to fuck me", and he's like, "I love how we can talk about our feelings". FUCK
I threw up outside of a cab while waiting in a drive thru Mexican line while others who i don't know watched from their cars while they ate. Dinner and a show.
He recreated the night that started all my mothers days. We shared a joint, drank Boones Farm, and dry humped to the Beastie Boys. Then I cried over MCA's death. Best. Gift. Ever.
My dad slapped my ass the other day and say I was "doing the family name good". I feel...proud
Because bro, I don't want your dick being touched mid conversation.
You would think by the size of the lump on my ass that I would have remembered falling down a flight of stairs.
IT WAS JUST SO LITTLE AND AWKWARDLY FLOPPING BACK AND FORTH
good morning. i just did a walk of shame in front of his grandmother.
My nipples are raw, I've yet to go to bed, I feel like death, and I'm at work. Thank you jack, crown, and Lafayette!
All I heard was "sit on my face" "okay" and muffled screaming. I'm still disappointed.
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