she tasted like a mixture of sweat and destiny
I just put anything in between my legs and hope for the best.
apparently the officer said last night, "son, why don't you do yourself a favor and spread your legs so you don't keep vomiting on them". why can't I remember those nights?!
Woke up and went out for a cigarette and it was dead quiet. It was like the world just knew how many mistakes were made last night.
I made him drop me off at the wrong house waited for him to leave and crawled through several fences so he couldnt stalk me. How was your night?
thought the power was flickering out but it turns out im just blinking
Why i have shady connections. Owner just txt me asking to come by and judge the new stripper.
He put his hand in my cleavage. NOT ON. IN. BETWEEN. NO more gingers
Do you think wearing a shirt that says I like penis is too much for tonight?
I don't think I'm allowed to have Burger King. What if i just chew for taste and not actually consume. Like a wine connoisseur for fast food
he's like watermelon oreos; I know they're gross and weird and I shouldn't like them, but I can't stop eating them because they're there.
Check snapchat. Selfie game still on point mid vomit.
He literally just patted me on the vagina and said goodnight to it.
He made me spaghetti, gave me wine and I fucked him on the floor, Is that a fair trade of services to you?
when she didn't finish her burrito you wanted to call the cops because you said it was neglect
Randomize
