i'm trying to reconcile what i did last night with who i am as a person.
no, he's only a walking dick if he mans up. right about now he's just a walking transgender.
laying in bed listening to christian music, jealous of the hope they have for their life. also need to beat off, can i think about you?
girls mom is dying from cancer and she msgs me for a booty call. I guess people cope with their situations differently.
there's got to be a less slutty way to tell him the baby isn't his
I just realized that he was my first random hookup that didnt cause a massive breakup or divorce. Im starting to grow up
there is no excuse for him not showing up to my st. patrick's day party. i touch his dick. i get him on the high holidays.
oh dont worry, my liver will give out way before i get skin cancer
It's been hot as balls outside. It's like getting tea bagged by the Sun.
I'll be gone when you wake up but you hit a girl so I knocked you out. Never hit a girl. Unless it's with your penis.
I think it's starting to become crucial that I find a companion for my vagina.
It was a "my chaser needed a chaser" kind of night
Apparently he got pepper spray on his dick. So he's a literal fire crotch.
Well I'm back. Could you fill me in on what I missed?
You don't want to know. Trust me.
I like your optimism Chelsea but I'm not about getting my salad tossed
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