So the D.A.R.E. essay I helped my tutor kid write won an award. Oh the irony.
There's been so much talk around your vagina it's like a local celebrity
i ditched last period to have sex with him. i had to change into my skank clothes in the church parking lot. little kids were on the swings.
nothing about this is right.
Forever 21 now has a maternity line. Even more of an incentive for me to get pregnant at a young age.
He still lectured me about forgetting shit. Than he said he's gonna paint me green so I can stand in a corner and be a plant.
In the memo line of the check she wrote sexual healing.
I hope my shame shaped pee stain outside your door goes away soon.
I'm watching him slurp a whole mango out of her hand. It's disturbingly arousing.
She licked EVERYTHING then yelled at me in Spanish. I just kept saying SI.
You screamed "show me a dick stand!" But before I could ask you wft that was you had passed out in the corner
I'm like a number 27.2 on a scale of 1-10 of how badly I want you right now.
Your lack of a response brings it down to a 25.4.
Whatever. That's why I am to be babied like a calf. I regret nothing.
I'm playing trivia and drinking margaritas so now is not a good time.
Some guy I'd never met and didn't invite threw the punch bowl at the wall and set the plastic skeleton on fire. I don't think we'll be getting the full deposit back
I WANNA... wait, will you kinkshame me?
Nah.
I WANNA KNOW WHAT HE SMELLS LIKE
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