He smothers me through text. I can't even image what he'd be like in person.
I felt like a fire hydrant the vomit just kept coming out
I smelled my fingers after she left and they smelt like sugar cookies. I want that one again.
The djing cat is back again. I think he just makes appearances when im shit drunk just to fuck with my mind.
this kid woke up on our hotel floor and doesnt know how he got here
on my way back.. me and that kid will be great friends
i think he saw me take a picture of his dick
um so slept at robs. he woke up, looked at me, and said ' oh my psychiatrists are gonna have a field day with this one' I think that's when you know you can't hang out with someone anymore
Um please remind me to tell you what happened tonight. It involves wine, pain killers and firing a handgun in our apartment. Legit might be hiding from the cops this weekend.
He just had a handle of vodka with ice in it yelling at people hot august night mother fuckaaaaa and was pouring it on his face
You know, part of me wants to die and the other part of me doesn't want to live
No like you've drunkenly persistently tried to take your shirt off in the middle of a park filled with children. You had already thrown your bra at my crotch.
He was so high he started playing Twister on the striped rug. Then when we missed midnight he went on a screaming rampage about his New Year's Eve being meaningless. How do you think it went?
At least your nickname is not Plunge Slut and that nickname is not in a published thesis work
i think we sleep fucked last night...
Our son just found our secret Sex Dungeon that is no longer hidden in our basement. He brought his Xbox and the TV down there he is currently sitting in the sex swing playing video games. What do I do?
Randomize
