going to class early so i have time to go on the moonbounce. this is why i go to art school.
I think you're asking the wrong person. You don't understand. Like I would fuck the act of fucking itself if I could.
It doesn't matter if I tell the story beginning to end or end to beginning, the story still starts with a random girl blowing me in the bathroom.
Okay I woke up in my room, snuggie on, had a water bottle in my hand my tv was on Disney channel and my cigarettes are gone. And I deleted every text in my phone but one that said 'you are absolutely welcome'
oh my god. were standing in the kitchen and were chanting "EYEBROWS" and shaving peoples eyebrows. I have work tomorrow and want to keep my eyebrows.
Sorry I didn't take you making out with him all night as a hint you wanted nothing to do with him...
Need. Hospital. Physically am floating.
I sent him a picture of my boobs instead of saying good morning. I'm trying to tell him how I feel in a language he'll understand.
He got naked and made a run for the door so I had to stop him.
This is the guy I made out with and it made me think of my dad. Let's never talk about it again.
The ecstacy made me so dehydrated I started licking condensation off car windows
It's really hard to masturbate now that I live with girls who actually function before 11 am.
I feel like I shouldn't be left around 30 year olds when I'm drunk
its not even a love triangle. its a love square and it has come back to haunt me
I had to pee so bad that I snuck into the bathroom while they were in the shower. At her request, he was massaging her boobs so they could grow faster. Also there was a laser light machine.
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