He ate me out. It was like watching him trying to win a pie eating contest
i hate that you can chart my weight gain through my facebook pictures.
there is a school bus full of santas parked in front of the liquor store
all ten of us were sitting in his room with the lights off and staring at his colorful moving screensaver for two hours. That high.
I woke up with like grass burns all over my body, i'm pretty sure i made out with someone under a bus. . . but i'm not sure
A kind stripper put a blanket over me last night
we drunkly made out in the middle of the street beside the homeless guy playing the flute. Not how I imagined our first kiss.
I dont know how to respond to your rave picture. I mean yeah, he's hot, but it just seems wrong to be like "Please tell me you fucked that guy with the pacifier!"
Im tired as fuck but i cant leave him here like this i gave him the acid and i feel the responsibillity to put his mind back together its fun im an architect about to about to construct a whole new belief and moral system inside this soul. Talk about the best psychothearpy
Weve literally been going out drinking five days a week. That counts as a full time job right?
Are you complaining because you're getting too much sex to find the time to masturbate?
Well, when you say it like that it sounds silly.
We need more drag queens in our life I've decided
But now I'm just thinking when he said he "worked for the airline" he actually meant drug smuggling.
He's going to find out eventually, but really what's he going to do? Cry about it and buy another fucking kitten??
hitting rock bottom is getting taziki in your hair & simply putting it in a bun instead of actually dealing with it, just like your problems
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