Single schmingle. No one actually obeys the relationship boundaries these days. Its 2009.
we had sex three times last night.. but now im just wet from him crying on my stomach about how much he misses his ex.. awesome
then again I'm sitting on a tree stump completely naked in the dark listening to some type of glee soundtrack.
Just saw a field sobriety test being administered at 730 am, I now know I do not have a drinking problem
He texted me for drugs this time. Not sex. I dunno if I should be pleased it's not sex or disappointed that I come across as a druggie
He's only a freshman and he needs to expirence shit like that..
YOU would be the Freshman Expirence
you are my patron saint of "too drunk for 9am". i just keep asking myself what would alyssa do as i try to regain motor function
I should also mention that having been a sheltered child, I am conditioned to have serious kinks and find upper bodies of either sex attractive. And legs.
so i guess now we know you can get away with peeing mere feet from the Capitol if you shout IM PREGNANT at the guards
I'm convinced my penis is the only thing holding this relationship together.
Welp, dad and I drunkenly sang Christmas carols until the police told us to stop. I vote Xmas eve a success
Her tutu was on the floor and she wouldn't take off her crown. She kept saying you're fucking a princess!
I'm only wearing socks and eating tuna, don't do this to me right now.
people keep driving by and judging me for drinking natty outside in my underwear at 9 am. rude.
I'm still very high. To be blunt. No pun intended.
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