dunno bout you, but i grow tired of beef curtains
highlight from tonight: i hit on her and her mother.
That shot tasted like Sant Claus came in my mouth. I love the holidays.
i'm waiting for the less fat version of him to text me
just got home. some guy on my porch is tryin to show me his balls. no more parties at my apartment.
I was riding her and she yelled "fuck me" then someone in the room next door yelled "you don't have to say it if youre doing it."
No, i will not have sex with him again. It felt like he was trying to bulldoze his way through me. My vagina is on strike.
It's my vagina- remember its magical and yes I just did mini spirit fingers
God loves me. So high, craving Jimmy Johns chips, looked down, unopened bag in front of me. Still doesn't feel real
Apparently while fucking a girl in the ass last night I cracked a molar, trying to find a dentist now.
I went to the strip club tonight. I had never gone, and in a panic I gave the dancer giving me a lap dance a handshake and introduced myself. Redefines business casual.
Like I owe him sex. Hell fucking no. I owe myself sex. With a celebrity. Or a clean pornstar. Who knows.
Like tbh you're not doing anything that screams I'm drunk and yet nothing says I'm going to spend $30 on McDonalds and make out with a stranger like that picture
I had sex with a boy who lives in a closet, that's like having sex with Harry Potter, right?
Come home... I’m drinking and playing with knives
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