mornings like this make me wish i was morman.
I don't care how hot he got, I can't get past the PTSD flashbacks of the first time he fingered me
It's ok for me to have his baby but I can't be his friend on fb. Wth is wrong with this
my grandpa is going down the line on this prom picture, and telling me how big everyone's nipples are... he was spot on for me.
I just want you to know that I am dancing around my apartment by myself singing Taylor Swift into a wine bottle. Do hurry.
Walk of shame: Easter Edition. He is risen.
I'm over being sad. I'm now onto thinking about all the ways in which he is a total fuckwaste
Get off the floor, put away the cookie dough, get ur shit together Scott.
You sat on me. Like I was a toilet. While I was on the toilet. You peed a little.
Dipping my sugar cookies in a glass of fireball and creme soda. This is holiday spirit
Hey now one little girl thought it was cool I was covered in blood. Apparently according to her Mom she wants to be a surgeon when she grows up
just because i'm not a monk anymore doesn't mean I need to tell you about my new sex life.
which is fantastic by the way.
So... Sex in my rain boots last night. Trashy or a great show of character?
If it was with a guy, trashy. Sex with a girl is never trashy.
My life. Always pantsless and occasionally topless.
I haven't felt more like a college student than when I woke up this morning naked with my sociology textbook in front of me and my bong in my left hand.
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