And my awkwardness continues. I felt the need to send him a text that said roar. I did it.
By the way, I think my next facebook status update will read, "Aaron recently found out Vanessa's a screamer."
oh god.
i just threw up ON my final. epic way to end the semester.
imagine if we didn have a dick. we would be so much more productive
We just got really drunk and bought toilet paper. Successful Monday.
Just looking for some anal play. An attempting to read atonement. The highbrow/lowbrow divide is striking.
I just decorated my birth control case with Lisa Frank stickers. If that doesn't scream 'I'm not ready for babies' I don't know what does.
I want nothing more to get stoned and go to your little sisters petting zoo party but I need to have priorities
We can't BOTH have terrible sex lives. Get fucked or throw him out.
First highlight of the semester: campus safety caught me peeing in the dirt parking lot by kappa. Then as they were about to write me up, they recognized me, laughed, and left.
That's why we don't trade sex for Taco Bell. It's called the dollar menu.
I haven't received a dick pic from him lately. He's not even my boyfriend and I'm concerned. I hope he's alright.
You know, part of me wants to die and the other part of me doesn't want to live
Is there a nice, calm way of telling your friend/housemate/former lover/person who does not reciprocate your feelings that your period is late?
There's something sensual about taking off a pair of socks.
Randomize
