I like complaining with weaving words and complex sentences. It makes me seem more sophisticated and less bitchy.
I'm reading about reasons for wearing clothing. IS THIS COLLEGE OR PRESCHOOL?
I think his glow in the dark Star Wars sheets, at the time, really turned me on.
One date. That's all it took. I want to have his geunis babies in me. One date.
Way to high for badminton right now. This is gonna be a shitshow.
Can't a woman sleep on the floor in her own apartment in peace without being judged?
I told her I named my penis "The Spirit of Exploration." That's all it took.
The reality is I'm 24 and I have terminal breast cancer. Fuck yeah I'm going have sex with every hot guy I can. What, am I gonna worry about getting an STD or pregnant at this point? If I'm gonna die, I want to have any many big dicks as I can while I'm still able.
Let's say hypothetically if you were going to put icing on a penis and then lick it clean...what would you ice it with? Not a knife right?
Our prom king just sent me a dick pic. I know it's 10 years later but I feel like I've finally made it.
If I die, sorry about rent.
My apartment looks like the apocalypse of sobriety.
He just ate a tooth whitening strip...
I had such a bad bruise on my knees from blowing him so much, he asked if he could sign it...
Highlight of the day: got a bunch of drunks to sing baby shark.
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