So my mouth tastes like dick. Does that explain how our talk went?
we got back to my place and he started talking about feelings. i politely told him to leave and that he managed to cock block himself.
Trying not to fart in the comp lab is going to take everything i've got.
he just found out the funeral is this morning so i'm wearing last night's clothes and look like a total slut.
a girl is trying to cook hot pockets in a saute pan on the stove.
I found out why we traded puke covered dresses in the bathroom.
i broight you flpweers amd vodka. open yoir bask door
he said he needs a little more pabst, some time to jack off and a sandwich and he'll be ready
I live vicariously through you. No one mistakes me for a hooker anymore. I look like a stay at home mom of three. On bad days of four.
dude I just found tht weird ass guy u invited last night passed out in my closet.... apparently he "couldn't find the exit"
in the midst of studying i picked up my capsule full of untouched weed, popped it open, and whispered "soon" into it. midterms man
I'm honestly just now recovering from saint Patrick's day.
My potted cactus died. I am literally less nurturing than the desert.
He fucked the hangover right out of me. That good.
I just woke up with a cowboy hat on my face and a playboy from the 90s on my chest
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