just got dressed up for chatroulette- THAT desperate.
should my break up email to my English professor be in MLA format?
I have six drafts of messages to you that just say "blood" and I have no idea where they came from.
I keep having to have that awkward "I don't want to have sex with you" convo. I thought wearing sweatpants was suppose to prevent this situation..
he's hot he just has too much baggage, and has really fucking skinny ankles which freaks me out
you aren't having sex with his ankles, As long as knee caps and above are good, i'd go for it
I like how he had to correct himself in stating that I was the fat one in the threesome.
Its ok. Im having a low day. About to mix cake mix with milk and drink it.
I would love a rich wife. Then I would be like a gym teacher or some shit. Bigfoot hunter maybe.
It was big, black, and had a smiley face tattooed on it. It was the perfect penis.
I just had a spiritual connection with my sweater and did ballet in the hallway. Alone. I'd say we're gonna chalk that up as a win for marijuana and call it a night
Go to the bar. Find a girl. Ask if she can cook. Tell her you have a guitar at home. Ask her if she wants to see it. Bring her home. Sleep with her. Tell her it's your birthday in the morning. Enjoy your made with lust breakfast.
so let me get this straight... she's showing a cameltoe that can be seen from the space station and I'm NOT supposed to stare?
you don't even have a vagina so you don't get to tell me what to put in mine
don't judge but I think I'm gonna go fuck a dad this weekend
Come over. Bring drugs. My sister is making cookies. She took Valium. They should be badass cookies.
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