While I was fucking her, they came in and served us both weed from a hookah. best. friends. ever.
I think I am the only girl in the world who would be proud of these scars from rug burn.
I don't think I can handle being a slut. There is a lot more emotional stress that I never realized.
NC is no longer selling 190 proof Everclear. We are officially no longer the greatest state.
I held his ankles while he hung off the top bunk attempting to get my pillow that fell off.
He took shrooms and didn't want anyone to touch him. He kept saying he was a chip and he didn't want to break.
Is "incoherent" a legit goal to strive for tonight? Or should I stay sober enough to fuck who I can?
And drunk me decided to play keep away with sober me's dignity
Your grammar in that last text message was so awful.. My vagina wants to go crawl in a hole, and never speak to you again.
I might have pissed in the corner of someone's shed. They have nice lawn mower.
One last thing: he lists glow sticks and tacos as things he can't live without. How would we not be friends??
He asked me who my new boyfriend was and I showed him a picture of my sex toys.
I'm sorry that running around town like a frenetic wombat trying to find you KY jelly isn't good enough for you.
I get so sad when I watch him slowly destroy his life with whiskey and cocaine. Then he bites my neck and I just want to fuck him. I can't help it.
God help them if any millennials are in the vicinity. Rent is too high and we no longer fear death
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