covered in glitter, my cheek hurts, and theres a handprint on my face. Would i do it again. Absolutly
I just put lube in Matt's bellybutton. He looks unhappy.
she moved to the other side of town, do you realize how far i gotta walk to get a blow job???
I actually want to hang out with her with our clothes on. That's a big step up for me.
Theres a picture of me with cut up clothes rolling in the policeman's lawn, I missed you, summer.
It smells like someone died in our apartment and ya'll used some random orifice of his body to smoke weed out of. Side note, how did we get a guitar?
Idk. Im in a bed. the walls are wood. There's a deer mount.. im afraid to turn over and see who's next to me but he's violently cuddly.
It's that time of the week again where I begin to ponder life's great questions like, "What will my pathetic excuse for a future look like?" and "Why tacos?"
Being at this stripclub only reinforces how single I am. And I was *just* becoming okay with that.
I was so exhausted I thought about using my deep throat spray to stop my coughing.
My suggestion is that you just get high and set shit on fire
Thats alot of pressure.
Just on your vagina. BTW I'm passing your house.
dude, im taking a shit and i just realized it's his MOM in the shower not him...oh fuck
I told people at my moms bar that all I needed to sober up was to get my asshole licked, and I blame you 110%.
He handed me a beer to drink as he went down on me. I want to keep him
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