I don't get it.
Me neither.
But I masturbated to it anyway.
This creepy guy was following me and i hid in the bushes. i could say i was high as an excuse but honestly it was straight up fun.
I broke stuart's oven and showed up to the party with a squirrel.
I dunno. It's not as good as 'devourer of cocks' but I suppose few things are.
I just want to get drunk and wake up on Wednesday
He gave me a beer, petted my head, and called me kiddo.
There's a girl in class eating a pumpkin pie. Like a whole pie straight from the pan with a fork.
Xanax and full house Tuesday is now Percocet Sunday
I was at a crossroads, dude. Like, do I wanna eat chicken McNuggets or talk about my feelings?
We sexted for four hours straight. Is this really what my life has come to?
What are we just gonna be those girls that get fucked in your parents basement and not get taken to dinner? I don't wanna be those girls.
It's becoming clear to me that I am not sugar baby material. I don't think I could handle old balls long term.
After a beer I realize now I may have shared too much about my obsession with ghosts with my therapist this morning.
I CAN SEE SO MANY PENISES. There are so many visible penises here.
Where are you???
Yoga class :(
I climbed to the top of a stripper pole and touched the ceiling. Accomplishment?
Randomize
