This is the kind of period I feel I should name out of respect to the fact I might have just gotten lucky this time.....
they said he just opened the front of his shirt and threw up alll over himself
Just finished texting the 27th male name in my phone that i don't recognize. none of them were the hott kid i made out with last night. the search continues.
We broke two of his toes while having sex. He laughed said he'd fix it in the morning and kept going. I think I'm in love
I rigged together two of my vibrators for more power... I've created a monster.
So it turns out that my mom and her dad used to hook up when they were our age
Never been so glad that I look so much like my dad that there's no question as to my paternity
You could be a whistle.. And just ask bitches if they want to blow you all night
Although now I have "number of cheese slices" as a unit of boob measurement in my head.
I say camping because "let's go get hammered in the woods" sounds kinda fucking weird to be honest.
I can't decide which is better: the sex, or remembering that I have ice cream in the freezer after he left
I think he has some internal "man stuff" that keeps getting in the way.
Like alcoholism and general douchbagary.
Like, I don't need to know your life dude. I just need you to suck my tits.
There's a dryer on fire at the laundromat, and everyone's just standing around taking pictures. Except me. I'm texting.
Is it in poor taste to drop acid before midnight mass?
I love this.
I told her I wanted to go swimming and she responded with jello shots, taking off her clothes, and jumping into the pool...I think I'm in love
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