This is a mass text. Does anyone know where I am?
You spend 45 minutes trying to convince that pregnant girl you were with all night to have sex with you cause 'the worst had already happened.'
yeah i fucked her in the storage room on the inflatable mattress. i don't know if i should feel proud for me or bad for her.
It was worse than when we pepper-sprayed my dick. I feel mislead.
This weekend is gunna be a fucking shitshow. I don't even wanna know how many dicks will end up inside of me
like he couldn't stop by and throw me in the back seat and ask for a blowjob? he had to give me flowers?
its like the body should be a temple but we treat it like a kmart
I don't have patience to seek someone out and try to decipher whether or not I think I'd want to actually have their dick in my face.
theres chocolate ground into my couch, nerds candy all over the floor and cocaine on every surface. great memorial day weekend and yours?
I cant believe im wasting my plan b experience on this guy. I should have saved it for someone special.
I showed up to a booty-call in my onesie pajamas and rubber boots
Just come home. We will have sex and Taco Bell. I'm feeling wild, I put on temporary tattoos.
I think I broke my toilet with my head. There are ceramic pieces everywhere. and I might still be drunk.
the last thing i heard from her was "i wanna get fucked by a stranger" and i haven't seen her since
THERE'S MORE TO LIFE THAN JUST MISSIONARY
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