now i know why i became what i already was.
And this is weird.. I feel slightly less depressed after shitting myself.
I don't even know why I got my vag waxed
Ugh, tell me about it. As each day passes and the hair grows more, I get a little more depressed.
who the fuck is that kid sitting with you...
I don't have any fucking idea. I woke up and he was there. I'm kinda creeped out.
How do I tell if what I'm covered in is pee or cum?
That glade motion activator thing keeps going off every time we pass the bong. I don't know what I'm getting high off right now.
He blow dried my hair while I sucked his dick. Now THAT'S fucking teamwork.
I had some like war flashbacks of giving someone a handjob and i was trying to figure out who it was.
I woke up naked dangling by my feet from the balcony over his foyer. He's officially my new favorite booty call.
While I faked being asleep, he literally prayed to God out loud, asking for forgiveness for losing his virginity before marriage.
Thank you for FINALLY joining the Slutasorus Rex club in this conversation.
Someone wrote "gnarballz" on my fridge in black marker. I'm pissed, but more concerned I slept with the one who did it
He's on the floor in just a Burberry tie. All my girl parts just tapped out.
It was only funny because some guy across the street was getting his mail and he just stopped and watched me throw up everywhere
He called me 'pal' while complimenting how well I took his load on my face. I've officially been fuckbuddy-zoned.
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