my soul wont recognize me after tonight
i would rim the shit out of meg ryan
i got us presents. or arrested. we shall see!
What do you say about some mid-afternoon anal?
I feel eeeverything like there's a rhythm and everything can be felt w/o ever touching it. And it's beautiful. Sunshine or raindrops it's like orgasming. Everything has a taste.
You're fine
I'm hiding in my chest because my walls smell weird. I'm not fine.
Currently shopping online for cardboard cutouts of various horror characters. That should teach me roommates to stop taking acid on Tuesdays.
The cute guy in my class hurt himself and is on crutches. My first thought was "Good. He'll be easier to take down." Like he's a gazelle and I'm a dick tiger. What's wrong with me?
Though my hair looks fantastic i will unfortunately have to turn down your 4am sex offer
You sternly pointed at him and declared that you would ride his cock until the early dawn.
Then, you ate a turkey sub, went into his room
I don't know if apple cider everclear was such a good idea
At some point, you're going to have to talk to a tree and do what it says
Did I come home in a police car last night? id come downstairs to ask you but i dont think my legs work anymore
Crust to egg proportion prescribes to a pedantic form of quiche. It's like saying breakfast pizza isn't pizza at all.
It's okay that we broke up and all but it's not okay that he still has my Chick-fil-A calendar card. This month is free fries!
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