...there is blood under my fingernails.
...I hope my roomates are okay.
his dog just threw up on me too. its like im a throwup magnet to that family.
I am at 2.05 miles in under 11 minutes. So either this thing is broke or I should always work out wasted.
We've been broken up for 7 months. His mom sent me a card with a brochure inside titled "How at Risk for STD's are you?"
She gave me head while using a laptop on my stomach to go online. I've never seen a better feat of multitasking.
I went to the haunted house just to see her - Hello new fetish!
Remember how he wouldn't sleep with me "out of respect"? Well, Mr. Respect just fingered me in a parking garage.
Haha keeping the dream alive until Chinese New Year. I'm jobless with stitches in my face.
Now I can't say for certain but I'm 90 percent are I bathed myself with dog shampoo last night
OHMYGOD I LITERALLY JUST FINISHED JERKING OFF AND MY MOM BUSTS IN AND HANDS ME A BABY WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON IN MY HOUSE JESUS H CHRIST!
If waking up at 6 50 pm every day and getting invited to go have sex as you wake up is what alcoholism is like I can get use to this.
I'm pathetic. I'm eating cream puffs in the bath and crying a little.
I don't just want drugs. I deserve drugs.
He texted me "sup", so I sent him that gif of the surprised guy and apparently it offended him
Nothing like an afternoon walk of shame across campus on parent's weekend. Damn.
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