This is a mass text. Does anyone know where I am?
there's got to be a less slutty way to tell him the baby isn't his
You put your shot glass in your waistband and then told me how convinent it was.
i'm not sure when i reached "slam my own hand in the door" status but my half attached fingernail is not grateful.
Can we go out and do something semi fancy soon? I feel like wearing a dress and pretending to be an adult.
I had to hypnotize my roommate last night so there's that.
that's the second time I've left that bar and slept with the person that's driven my car. thank god I don't take cabs..
Ive been high since the plane left the ground in Los Angeles and Ive been in Chicago. Right now, Im on a train headed towards downtown to go to an anime convention. At this point, I am just taking life as it comes, furries and all.
The only rule I'm making for myself tonight is to not drink out of the sink at the bar.
He plays guitar, sings like an angel, and acts like a gentleman. If I don't fuck him by the end of first semester, I'm dropping out
So I'm never gonna get to see you again?
Hopefully.
I wish u could call a dildo. Like you do a missing cell phone.
You stuck your false lashes to your upper lip and then asked that ONE kid with facial hair if your "mustaches could touch" as an excuse to make out.
they are cutting me off...little do they know I am making a 75 yr old man i named Herbert buy me drinks now...no shame at 11 am...
I pointed at him and said “there goes mr fuckwad”
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