if i die, you can have my worn out liver and american apparel deep v's.sell the liver to a chinese restaurant
This row in front of you is like duck, duck, goose - but eating disorder, eating disorder, failed eating disorder
he was lying next to me and i saw him text "score" to someone.
it was really awkward. it took him like like 2 minutes to realize who he was jacking off to. he stopped mid-stroke. such a small small world
i told you not to try chat roulette
curled up in a ball on my bed listening to my "cuddle with a boy" playlist. prettty high.
Just found custom condoms. Guess I'm not getting any work done today.
in literally every picture i'm wearing less and less of my costume.
She started howling at the moon. That was pretty much the deal breaker.
I was figuring I'd break up with her after work, but before Taco Tuesday
He came back with a Butterfinger and vibrator batteries. There's no refusing him now.
I feel like sleeping with foreign people is a long term investment. It's like a time share. Now when I go to London I have a place to stay.
I found a hair colour I want in a porn.
I mean I made my therapist laugh so hard she cried....so yes, my life is literally a joke to everyone
random boy in my bed. last night wasnt a dream. fuck.
We were having sex and he started doing some weird swivel move. I was like wtf and he said sorry just trying to pop my knee.
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