My dad just sent me a text telling me to "say hi to all the luscious bitches" at the gay bar. Guess this explains my childhood
and pubic hair rears its ugly head again
He keeps asking where i got my clothes and accessories. i'm not sure if he wants to fuck me, or go shopping.
I'm pretty sure you can't just waltz into a walk in clinic and ask them to de-baby you.
I passed out in the VIP room and she charged me for 17 songs until I woke up, theres a bouncer asking me for $700, fuck tequila
I'd be surprised if he had a problem with boundaries after helicoptering his penis in front of you
and if my full six pack comes in by Halloween there is no stopping the man slut costume. I have no shame
I went full Overly Attached Girlfriend. You never go full OAG.
Master Skywalker, there are too many of them. What am I going to do?
Hit on the one in the red shorts. The thirst is strong with this one.
I work nights. I sleep in. I take online classes. And fuck bad bitches. I'd say those are some perks to grad school.
I don't know if you've ever seen a group of 20 year olds reenact a rectal prolapse, but 'majestic' isn't really the word I'd use...
You're always so late and I'm always so drunk.
Tbh you just need to fuck it out like I don't know another solution
he put a condom on for a handjob WTF
i'm currently watching a guy eat a bunch of cacti and i have lost all faith in humanity
**cactuseses
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