THERE ARE SO MANY GREAT DICKS IN THE WORLD. HOW DID I NOT DISCOVER THIS SOONER!?
considering how much of last night I don't remember and the amount of ones laying on my desk right now, it's safe to say I'm concerned
In a cab. Towels everywhere. Confused.
making out was so insane. it felt like our tongues were paintbrushes made of waves and we were painting an ocean galazy
I can feel my moral fiber fraying.
I'm going to try to ignore the homoerotic subtext in that last question...
Looked for my lighter in the console and found more tampons. Seriously. You're like a squirrel prepping for a hard winter. A menstruating squirrel.
We play this game where we catch up on what we missed over five years of not talking to eachother, then we have sex like nothing ever happened.
Now in just stoned listening to my dads philosophical idea about public transit
I feel like satan and death had a baby that took a shit that replaced my brain.
When I say "is it a bad idea to do Mollie before an 8hr shift tomorrow?" I dont want to hear the truth I want to hear you encouraging my bad decisions
How many ballsacks did you see last night because I saw eight
IM BACK TOGETHER WITH MY BF AND HERE YOU ARE SUCKING DICK FROM 2009
At one point she put on my dads pants and yelled after him EMILIOOOO! Dude, my dads name is Mark.
It was like if the scent of sour milk and burning tires had a baby in taste form.
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