I like the name aiden. he likes stella. I told him they're coming out of my vagina, and I will name them what I damn well please. Stella goes.
we just plugged the camera up to the big screen. would you like to come see what you did last night, in high definition?
threw up in the library. i should be embarrassed, but i'm willing to bet that i'm one of the first so i'm kinda proud.
There was a note in my hello kitty underwear telling me "don't go over 9000"
Your heart is a swirling cauldron of blackness that does not pump blood but rather a sludgey mixture of evil and broken dreams.
I'm just gonna go have sex with whom ever is in the men's room.
Whatever. I am not explaining the physics of my dick slapping.
It has gotten to a point where I just want to sit on his face. Less butterflies, more orgasms.
It's like everything I need in life within a five block radius: booze, toilets, dogs, dicks.
He smoked and I was tired so left before we did anything. I literally left him high and dry.
Jealous. I want an iud. Maybe there's a late night bodega that'll insert one for me
She told me the only rule was that I couldn't cum on her Batman blanket.
He plays guitar, sings like an angel, and acts like a gentleman. If I don't fuck him by the end of first semester, I'm dropping out
I deleted all traces of him from my phone
even the dick picks he sent you?
no are you nuts? saved that shit to my camera roll
He told me that I should keep my socks on next time because he read somewhere that it'll help me orgasm...
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