He only uses me for sexual pleasure. The sad part is I don't even feel like a slut. I just I feel like I should just live in the top drawer of his nightstand....for free of course.
I found your twin in sf. His name is ryan. And you are the evil one.
Having sex with her was like reading the Wall Street Journal.
Clothes are such an inconvenience.
He walked me home last night across campus while i fed him pasta out of a solo cup at 3 am.
I'm genuinely dissapointed that we didn't make any fat chicks cry
I just slow jerked to the titanic theme song, i dont think theres enough alcohol in the state to get me over her tonight
I texted him that I wanted to be more than fuck buddies so when I came over he gave me a punch card. He takes me I dinner every 10 fucks.
I thought it was a drawer and tried to pull it out and it wasnt a drawer it was the police call button. I hate everything.
Well when you get back to your computer, there's a nice explanation of pansexuality on your Skype.
im not trying to sound dramatic, but im covered in microwavable lasagna
Right when he asked me if I was on birth control my dad walked in. This is my fate.
every day is bullshit and fuck everyone. That's my motto for the week
Why are my jeans soaking wet and smell like chlorine??
Bc u told a stranger in the hotel "I have sinned' and made him get into the hotel fountain and "baptize u". I've got a vid
He kept screaming "I am the thunder!" when he was riding me.
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