God I can't wait to have my phone textbombed every night
I know right? mind you this is the same woman who told me when I was 12 that oral sex just meant talking dirty
I got so high last night I started crying because i couldn't stop thinking about how scary space is
My bra smells like weed because there's weed in my bra
The walls in my apartment are so thin that sometimes when I fart, I stop to listen if people are laughing next door.
Alright, I can go by eventually,, I don't wanna lose a second pair of shoes this semster from blacking out...
She kept grabbing my head and told my faces to stop shaking.. Also, she kept whispering something about seeing flowers in my eyes.
I saw a shooting star while he was eating me out at 3am by my neighbors pool. Doesn't get more magical than that
I smoked then listened to a voicemail from my mom...I ended up yelling at my phone cause she wasn't answering me. Forgot it was a recording.
The ecstacy made me so dehydrated I started licking condensation off car windows
I don't need to marry the guy. I just need some filthy, shameful wish fulfillment sex and then live out the rest of my life on the bean farm.
I was told today that I'm the ugliest bartender in the area, so, I guess I have that going for me.
Oh and he asked if I would occasionally still blow him if we had children. It was so romantic.
I am mentally ready for anal.
I just made out with his twin, technically it's the same person..... Right?
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