What did you even date her?
because emotionally unstable girls are great in bed.
he put a lighter in my cleavage and said "you're like another pocket!"
my shower just felt like jesus cried on me. like he shed tears just for my shower.
So when I got her home I realized being a lesbian again isn't like riding a bike...
She took a picture of me when she thought I was sleeping. I don't know whether to be amused or scared.
He said he was trying to live vicariously through me. I didn't have the heart to tell him that meant he was vicariously fucking his best friend.
Just think. Tomorrow you'll wake up, shower, and get your brains fucked out. That's your ice cream. Today is your peas and carrots.
3pm strippers are depressing
You're welcome to join, but just to warn you, tequila makes my clothes disappear. And I'm telling you that as an adult to an adult, not as your supervising teacher who decides whether or not you graduate.
He's passed out. He nodded his head when I asked if he's alive though...so there's that
I had to try on three different bathing suits to hide my boob hickies
I think the God that I only kind of believe in, definitely hates me.
He's stripped out of his boxers and is dancing and slapping his dick with string cheese...I don't know whether to call for help or take a video.
I remember that. We went to taco bell looking for pizza.
I'm reading fall out boy fanfic. What has my life come to.
Randomize
