You can't wash away shame.
I can try.
God is so good, I would give him a blow job right now.
for halloween i should be pregnant. what is scarier than that?!
I feel like I got hit by a bus. A head on collision with my vag.
I need to get a job that holds me accountable for something. Otherwise I wake upon Monday wondering when the booze store opens and if I still have a boyfriend.
I walked home with him, but I had to pee...so I did...as we walked. He was so drunk he didn't even notice. Good thing I was in a dress.
The problem is that you are trying to hold on to some dignity. Let it go. I hope your rash gets better.
It's all part of my master plan: have him buy me all I can eat pizza and all I can drink beer AND THEN tell him there was no spark and we're better off as friends.
You left your hot dogs in my dresser again
In other news, I just sneezed and almost shit myself. What is happening to my life??
Right?? Give me some apple scented candles and I'm a fall wet dream
he told me his feelings for me AFTER sex, so that means he meant it right?
GOD DAMN IT I COULD HAVE HAD A MOTHERFUCKING 3 WAY LAST NIGHT. WHY BOOZE, WHY?!
I have a bag of frozen peas on my vagina. If you want to talk about real problems.
sad thing: we were only a shot away from an orgy. good thing: we all got laid.
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