So how come you never look me in the eyes anymore when we make love?
please pick me up with an explanation of why i shacked in a trailer with a guy who doesnt have a car.
Having sex with the stobe light on was the best bad idea I've ever had.
We made a percocet pizza. And then i made an unfortunate decision.
It was like fucking a house. Down the chimney. That deep and empty.
We hung out in the bathroom the whole time and talked about sex and watched some girl pee. If you don't believe I was there, check the bathtub for bread crust.
Last time i was there we saw the window of the pizza place we were at get busted, we were pulled out of a taxi to be questioned by the cops, and we peed outside a waffle house. I'm in.
Is she still in your room?
Not for long. My plan is to smoke her out like a small woodland creature.
if i actually get asked out by my dealer what could happen?
i don't know, but it probably involves bathtubs full of weed
I've been eating like all day, let me suffer my one 'Dear lord, I'm the size of a small whale. One that doesn't even need to find being killed by illegal whaling because I'm not even big enough to provide an decent blubber, but still big enough to be considered for a brief moment.' moment in peace.
He bought the 12 pack of condoms. I take that as a sign of serious commitment.
My day so far: morning after pill and pancakes. Living the dream.
I don't think tits should taste like fish.
color coded lube a great way to organize my bootie calls
I need a significant other who'll eat Skittles from my boobs
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