The girl sitting next to me in class is writing her to-do list under the title 11/31.
Like... Chilling at home with a movie, hang out? Or have sexual intercourse in the backseat if his car, hang out?
Judging by my dry clothes and wet sheets, I think I might have gotten out of bed, pissed ON it, covered it up, and passed out on top of it
some guy had a sword and everyones crying..it turned bad..fast.
It's like the last supper of drinking before the summer ends
you don't know true fear until you are a convinced that velociraptors are trying to kill you through your roof.
We all make mistakes. Just lock them up deep down inside your mind so they can surface as weird sexual fantasies it takes your therapist years to decipher when your 40
He came over hammered at four in the morning with roses trying to get me back when my new fling opened the door he just stood there crying for 40mins even after we closed the door
I ate the last cupcake. I'm sorry. It was in the refrigerator mocking me. So I ate it. And it was glorious. But I'm sorry.
I mean I kinda plunged vagina first into my last relationship
He played with my boobs the whole time we watched Scott Pilgrim and then started invited others to play with them too. It reminded me of how my mom gives out my french fries without asking.
Aka reading hardcore gay robot porn as a steady trickle of elementary schoolers walk by me every so often and im still in uniform as there councilor
Who is also still dressed up as a pirate
is buying liquor on my lunch break too aggressive?
I'm glad you had fun with your genitals.
I'd climb him like a horny MILF spider monkey.
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