Well you will be happy to know that aaron carter hit on me
Everything about him screamed your future.
This guy at the party just introduced himself to me as "the guy who sat behind you on a plane last year"
You said "i miss him" not "i miss his dick." You're getting emotionally attatched. Shame.
Changed it back. Somehow I didn't think my profile pic should be me shirtless on ecstasy, ya know?
Well, he sent me "techno kitty adventure" about 10 minutes ago. So, he could be anywhere.
hung over. covered in somebodies makeup. and ready to drink.
You may or may not of thrown up on your shoes, and you tried to give me a wet willy in my eye.
We're going to shave my junk and take pictures of it wearing fake mustaches we found at the dollar store. They're uncannily realistic; much better than the cockstaches of my youth.
I'm calling it the Friendlationship with Benefits Zone.
Saying someone's good at giving head is like saying someone is good at pouring juice like there is that one girl who will spill it everywhere but for the most part it's not that hard to be good at
The amount of times I have been emergency drunk in the past 72 hours is staggering
I've lost every trace of self esteem. Even sneaking a BJ in the coffee room has lost it's luster.
I started keeping track of my period when I realized you had a better grasp of it than me.
My fuck it list is complete! I finally got a firefighter!
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