32 messages asking me to suck his dick. And there for a minute i thought i was desperate. ha!
Hahahaha
make that 40.
i've decided that sluts are like cars. they may look good as hell on the outside, but you never know what kind of shit is hiding under the hood.
All his texts have the signature of a date with a smile. I asked him what it means. IT'S THE DAY HE QUIT DOING DRUGS
i'm gonna need a rally to restore sobriety after this weekend...
She peed in the limo. She stood up and pulled up her dress and peed on the floor of the limo.
I think they took out their livers years ago and replaced them with like cheese graters or something. Only explanation.
You pretty much isn't said it
Those words don't go together.
I need to establish a pattern of dominance early.... I'm like a slutty Cesar Milan
All these girls I talk to are like I've never had a hangover and I'm like you don't drink right here let me show you
My house smells like bleach. Also, I do not feel bad about all the stuff I stole from the hospital while I was there.
I walked into my house with my pants inside out, no shoes and a limp. My mom asked me if I had fun but I passed out before I could reply...
If last night was a preview of 2015, I quit.
the hole that the tears left- fill it with pizza
Jealous. I want an iud. Maybe there's a late night bodega that'll insert one for me
The walk of shame was so much longer today. i have to start fucking guys in my own postcode.
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