The chance that I have herpes may have made me find god
he smelled like listerine and beef tacos
the beat of "birthday sex" is shockingly similar to my dry heaving rhythm. it's making me nauseous all over again.
I'm still not walking right. We need some boundaries for "drink-or-dare"...
im failing my bio class b/c he booty calls me wednesday nights at 6 like clockwork
She carries a brick in her purse. I wouldn't get in a fight with her
We were banging then all I remember is coming down hard and smashing my top teeth off his forehead. I just rolled off and tapped out. Done-zo
mom had to come pick me up from the hotel. I crawled to her car. She told me the entire way home if I puked in it I was going to lick it up. Like high school all over again...
Below this exterior of ice is a layer of cum. Followed by a pool of gin. More cum. Then, finally a heart.
HE FINALLY TEXT ME AND CALLED ME BY MY TWITTER NAME STAND BY FOR THE WEDDING INVITE, BRIDESMAID
I'm proud of you for choosing to be an organ donor on your fake!!
Getting paid in weed to watch a pregnant adult with cooking skills is the TITS
I have wine with a bendy straw bitches I can do fucking anything
I just texted my mom from a strip club.
I didn’t spend $100 for a wax to sit here and listen to you FT your brother to complain about how bad the Jets are.
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