no morals, dignity, or self respect ... just an empty condom wrapper and a facebook request
I puked last after eating a volcano taco and drinking vodka. I felt like a fucking dragon.
Now I'm watching The History of Sex on the History Channel. They're talking about how repressed the 30s were. I think I understand why grandma is such an angry person.
then she said "on the count of three I think we should apologize to eachother"
He came on my chin and called me cumbledore. i give up.
all I know is he gave me a Cialis and tried to take me home.
We lived together for a year and neither of us knew we were both gay.
i'm going through an 80s music phase. and by phase i mean i will only have sex to white snake
He just snapchatted me a picture of his cock. The angle makes it look like a freakin skyscraper. Thinking of photoshopping a little monkey on it.
If there was a bread and water delivery truck id make sweet hungover love with it.
I feel like there is something fundamentally wrong with me as a woman. My initial text to you was "What's up, fuck bucket?"
cops tried arresting me on the way to class this morning.. this is my life.
You came out of your room naked under your open robe with a mouth full of brownie on a stick and grabbed a fistful of fruit loops and shoved them into your already full mouth.
It's entirely possible that I'm fucking yet another gay guy
You leaned over to me in the elevator and whispered "how long do I have to pretend to be sober?"
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