when I'm not with you everything just looks like crayon scribble
there is way too much butter on my body for this to be okay
I think he may have overheard our "how much coke would you fuck me for" conversation last night...
I can't make Walk of Shame Wednesdays a recurring theme.
All I wanted was a "this is what America feels like" blowjob before I left. Is that too much to ask for?
as you might have guessed from my lack of texts, the herpes have calmed down.
So he was supposed to be helping me with my math but instead we ended up drinking coconut rum in his basement and having sex. I think my mom was right, getting a tutor will be good for me. Relieves the stress.
Dude. There's gotta be an article in Cosmo about it cause I've had three different girls tongue tickle my brownie this month.
I think the Predator is hunting me in my house. If I don't text you later, send Danny Glover. I love you all.
You slid down the wall and got into the fetal position. He was definitely judging... I was judging....
You started pulling out condoms from your fanny pack and threw them at all the couples on the beach
He dropped some cash when he got in my front seat upside down. And a hat. I'm keeping them as retribution for not remembering that he had sex with me once before. Although, if he didn't have his dick pierced, I wouldn't have remembered either.
god i just can't wait for finals to end so i can just masturbate all day and night
He talked me out going to the bar. No one ever talks me out going to the bar..this is fucking love.
We were talking about kinky shit, and I suggested a hand job in church.
How'd that go over?
Praise the lord and pass the lotion.
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