I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
STOP SENDING ME DANCING JESUS FORWARDS.
shit I'm tired of wearing other peoples clothes to bed
you were sitting on your bed looking out the window, rocking back and forth naked, saying how peaceful it looked outside
You took a bar mat shot.
I feel like I ran a fucking marathon on my knees last night and there are bruises to prove it.
No. I'm wrapped up in my sheets like a burrito. Carry me
Just called my dad drunk from bed to ask for bacon.. my niece texted me when it was ready.. i'm never moving out
Jk. Anyone who everbeers with me is my type.
The only difference is Iv never super glued straws to your nipples.
I don't know his last name, but he's in phone as Pat the conqueror.
It's twenty thirteen and the rando and I bonded over the fact that we're both stil using flip phones. Of course I fucked him in the bathroom. It was the obvious thing to do.
I almost took a picture but it looked like he might have a shank and I'm just not at a place in my life where I could handle having tetanus
So basically I really like drugs AND banging cops and it's starting to get complicated
She kept telling me that it pissed her off that i expect people to make out with me...then she made out with me. Win?
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