You smell like stripper and shame
We were tigers and tigers don't wear pants
i no longer feel bad for not doin my schoolwork. im watching a porn in french. this MUST qualify as studying.
Then he said something about how from that angle I looked just like his mom.
its coolsest when we hear the beat in our water bottles. and the likghts are in his eyes now. oh holland
I could seriously attempt to try and saw my head in half with a butter knife cause im pretty sure it could not hurt any more than it already does
There is a bottle of ciroc waiting graciously on my breakfast table. It's almost a sign for me to live up to my Russian blood.
Still losing my voice, so I am trying to get it back through drugs. Welcome to my Monday logic.
He must have sensed I was about to trade him in...he's really stepped up his sex game
I just crawled out of bed at 5AM to make her a peanut butter and Nutella sandwich. Somewhere in the distance, I could hear whips cracking.
in a meeting in my bathtub while predrinkin for tonight. technology.
If he gets me coffee, cold or no I'll make him see Jesus with my mouth.
There's no triumph quite like finally banging your high school boyfriend 6 years later
I just compared my relationship to that double ended dong scene from Requiem. This day just took a turn.
I'm still not sure how to feel about the fact that we had a threesome with a guy the same age as my dad
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