So pretty much, I was trying to piece last night together and remembered a point where I was pointing to you heart then touching your face. I'm not sure that I ever translated that to "I like your personality better than your looks" but that's what I meant
he was going down on me when he saw the warts...nevertheless he told me he had to pick his sister up from school. why does this keep happening to me???
Its official, cigarettes are now more expensive than weed
And then he came out of the bathroom in a kimono
we had you propped up in a chair and fed you donuts. i've never seen you happier
I like to think of it as a lesbian feast.
For the amount of money I just spent on my dogs toe, I could have fucked the entire B squad at a low end strip club.
It's gay pride weekend and Father's day.. So in honor of the occassions I am now BI
Be here at 9 and look fabulous. We have drag queens to impress.
Oh my god. A memory of last night just came to me. One of our neighbors joked about Thomas having a big dick and I just kept shaking my head profusely.
I am walking funny today. And it's sad because it's from the bad encounter with the sidewalk rather than a good encounter with a stripper
I think if my mom ever finds out about my nipple piercings I'll just be like "mom, tbh it's a sex thing"
Which sister was it? The one I accidentally hit when my shoe flew off or the one I ate candy off of when we were high?
Okay, but that still doesn't explain all the glitter in my puke.
When the nurses wouldn't let him smoke in the hospital he decided to just roll around on the floor.
Randomize
