4:25 am: I want you here. Ugh.
we went to sleep in different beds and woke up spooning. alcohol truly is the anti-cockblocker.
Help. All alone. Room is. Changing colors. Dance party 2010, but without dancing.
he just asked if we wanted to go to an arts and crats club with him tomorrow. every day it becomes harder for me to defend his sexuality
They wouldn't let me go to sleep at the police station while I was waiting to bail u out. YOU OWE ME
he's speaking broken english and calling me isaac.. this is not the australian i ordered for a one nighter
its before 9am and ive already had to dip my dick and balls in a glass of milk. probably isnt a good sign for how today is going to go.
Was there a condom involved? Because he was saying he wanted a kid. Repeatedly.
I'm sorry I didn't respond. I had a shit day. However, I just masturbated to Adele's Rolling In the Deep while crying. It was oddly therapeutic.
His last name was woodcox? That just screams I've got a great penis
You were yelling at the mannequin and saying "DON'T LOOK AT ME"
Do you know this guy sitting in front of us? Asking for my vagina.
I'm going to smell of sex and shame.
How is that different than any other Monday night?
i think ive been high everyday since ive met you
you thought the best thing to say to him was "you aint no fuckin cop"
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