i thought i was pinching her nipple. It was her mole
First of all...stop making excuses. Second of all...Fuck the surgeon generals warning
All i've done since I got back to my room today is take a three hour nap. Like, I even planned to change my pants and haven't even done that yet.
The only bad thing about this relationship... my forearm strength is dwindling
ALL CAPS CUZ ITS SERIOUS SHAME.
officially hit rock bottom.. been yelling through the vent in my room to my little brother trying to convince him to get me water for the past two hours. i fear feeling the full effect of my hangover if i stand.
it's only monday and im already failing all my classes. i give up. tequila tuesday is my only friend.
I woke up spooning with a broom that someone taped a mustache too..i need to stop starting my nights by drinking "hangover" wine.
Pitting the remainder of the bottle against my hangover. I'm expecting an all out cage match for my soul and wellbeing.
So my nipple piercings were only $20 because it's breast cancer awareness month. Fuck yes!
Last thing I ever expected to say, "Get your finger out of my ear or I will stop sucking your dick."
Fuckin wine wasted last night. Found my pants in the toilet this morning.
We're now referring to our nightly Skype time as "strokes of genius." Long distance sucks.
I just spent so much time grooming my landing strip and like, sex isn't even on the agenda tonight.
He fucked me while wearing his night time breathing machine mask. Does this mean I joined the dark side and he is Darth Vader?
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