he's going on about how he's going to treat me right and wants to let himself be in love with me and spend a lot of time together. kids these days. like its not about sex anymore. i'm confused.
this is a mass text: i just made a grilled cheese with an iron and pasta with the coffeemaker in the hotel room. bow before your new god.
Sunscreen. In my vag. I hate summer sex.
It wasn't until i was on my knees with three dicks in my face that i thought it might be a bad idea
By the way, turns out "Danny B" is his penis. Not his cousin. I was right.
the realtor just asked me if i've ever made meth on this property.... i need to do something about my hair
I left boob prints on the hood of his car. Something to remember me by.
I just saw the Mona Lisa in the background of a porno. Whole new appreciation for art. fuck you I'm cultured.
When someone comes out of your vagina and stomps on your dreams, you'll understand.
I don't think you understand. I woke up under the car. At 3 am. In the club parking lot.
I mean I puked all over three separate towns last night and I still think you're the one who should reevaluate their life.
My mom told me to get it out of my system now bc once I hit 30 it's not acceptable to get "white girl wasted".
I laid naked in his bed as he brought me an ice cream sandwich so I would say everything worked out great
Getting blackout drunk infront of my family was never on my bucket list, but now that I've done it I'm cool with it.
Decisions were made. The quality of them will be judged tomorrow
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