I think my emotional moodswings have reached a new low. I cried for the entire duration of changing my tampon.
i've counted 4 condom wrappers but only 3 condoms. not again.
glow-in-the-dark stars on his ceiling from '98 totally make blowing him more romantic.
girl is pretty boring. i'm gonna see if she'll let me finger her.
He says he's "masters drunk." And if that's anything like "kentucky derby drunk" I know enough to not go over there.
do you have any idea how hard it is to keep a boner while another dude is writing on your dick in sharpie?
Serious questions. Who is that girl? Why is she wearing a tiara? And why does she keep asking about penis piercings?
He never answered about passing his structures test no matter how I asked him. He did send a text saying that he would be "pouring alcohol into his head and balls" so I'm guessing he has to retake the whole class.
i only stock magnum condoms so if the guy i bring home doesn't fit in them he only gets to eat me out. no exceptions.
I woke up to pizza pinned to my wall. So that's that.
I feel like I put a fire out with my hand but idk if that was a dream or not
I ate too many pot brownies and passed out topless with my boobs painted like the American flag
It does not feel like it was just this morning that I had a penis in multiple cavities of my body
It's a shame I've been hooking up with him for 6 months and he still doesn't know my real name.
Ok, there are marshmallows shaped like elephants
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