Mines from giving head on hardwood floors.
I just had to explain to my father, how having two screens plugged into my computer doesn't use more internet.
I cant remeber how long i've been laying here...it could be 10 minutes to a fucking day
and when i screamed you came in my eye, i found out that everyone else in the room had only pretneded to be sleeping
at least franzia made me throw up pretty colors.
We're lucky we aren't prostitutes by now. Whats the etiquette for returning a pair of heels with blood on them?
I don't like him near enough to give up day drinking AND my prostitute costume
I should have made a run for it. Seriously who calls the cops on themselves and goes to jail. ...on a Monday.
I can feel your movements against the shared wall we are leaning up against. It makes me feel as though we are one. Queue Pocahontas song...
I'm just trying my hardest not to get addicted to drugs or pregnant and all your other friends are out there getting married
i don't know how to react to you in a diaper crying and calling a football 'sadie'.
I'm still depressed that I forgot my ice cream at your place
I'm both gender and math confused
i'm in a very strange mood rn i'm listening to bruno mars??? am i ok????
He ate me out in the warehouse on a pallet of sunlight soap. I fucking love night shift!
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