only clue right now is the orange grease all on my clothes. debit card denied so I know something weird went down..
Our idea of a "deep conversation" was successfully forming complete sentences.
I want a calm night. Not one where I wake up to you topless and bloody.
so my mom thinks I'm picking you up just to go buy you liquor before you go back to school tomorrow...
I'm ashamed that your mom thinks I haven't already taken care of that.
No I just rolled on the floor giggling. I think that's the equivalent to a post sex victory dance.
Apparently I'm short enough to sit on his lap and fuck him while he is driving because the cop didn't notice.
Face washed and sleeping pill taken. Here's hoping for a more sex filled tomorrow.
I can't believe I'm giving you play by plays of this sexting convo. It's like a three way he doesn't know about.
I walked into my room last night at 4 am and there's a random dude in his boxers eating oatmeal on my futon. I looked at him and went to bed
are you putting in a lot of effort today like appearance wise
I am taking my rightful place as emperor of the undead appearance wise
She picked me up from the bar in her underwear.
Saw my drug dealer at Easter mass with his family so that was weird
i'm sitting in bed scratching my boobs and wearing a sparkly fedora and have no one to blame but myself
We need to feng shui this bitch.
Last night you broke a mirror, and then rolled around in the glass shards. Miraculously, there's not a scratch on you...
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