please tell me I'm in your upstairs bedroom. Just google mapped myself and I have no idea where I am.
franzia sundays are my new favorite holiday
girls mom is dying from cancer and she msgs me for a booty call. I guess people cope with their situations differently.
Your therapist is not going to think that you using your vagina as revenge is okay
You just kept insisting that you and the homeless man went way back, and that you bonded over how cold you both were.
We're lucky we aren't prostitutes by now. Whats the etiquette for returning a pair of heels with blood on them?
I was gonna tell her, but there were too many tongues in my mouth
Everything smells like blood and olive oil.
I was riding him and in the middle he literally said "fuck yeah, Amy Winehouse"
Hypothetically speaking, when I get a sugar glider would it be frowned upon to bring it Ito classes with me in m pocket?
tuscaloosa is terrifying
like people here are just empty shells of drugs and sin
there is no mercy here
And the sexual frustration is like I'm wearing a damn horcrux
Oh. So it is a cult
Basically. But a nice cult. They eat muffins and talk about fundraising.
I wish so many great beards were not attached to even greater jerks. All that face sitting potential wasted. Some of the greatest tragedies of this century.
at this point I think you're judging my taste in men
I swear I'm not
It's okay, I'm judging my taste in men
Randomize
