According to my dad, my tongue ring makes people assume I give a lot of blow jobs because, as stated by him "that's what it's for"
i said send nudes i get bra and panties. thats not what i fucking asked for.
I wasn't fucked. I was just drunk, because i was still able to walk into the woods and masterbate.
Their flight hasn't even left yet and the 'buy food to keep yourself alive' budget is gone on tequila.
if you don't go out with us, what are you gonna do? you're gonna go home and watch biodome and masturbate to texts from your east coast boyfriend and see the facebook pictures from the party when you wake up.
his Mom's staying with him so he asked if I'd go over and fuck in his shed. he said "it's a really nice shed"
man, work is way more interesting with these acid flashbacks.
my left tit made it into the crop job on your profile pic, I knew it was good for other things
Going to.goingto.gtoing to DIE DIE DIEEEE......i feel like everyeone impotrant in my life like MLK is judging me.... saddd day
Did the vodka turn my hair yellow or did something else happen last night?
no it was not a "magical experience". After we dropped, he just sat there staring at my laptop going "apple makes beautiful things".
It made me want to take you home, put you in footie pajamas and feed you spaghettios
I need to calm my uterus...
I can't tell if my heart is fluttering because I love him... or if it's palpitating from all the coke.
its not much but to go through all that to ask for half a balls worth of money was so stressful
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