I have one thing to say: spongebath.
I wish that wasn't all you had to say. And by that, I mean I wish you hadn't said that at all.
So at this point...I'm sure you heard the story about Saturday night
i have one hour to talk myself into enjoying giving him a blow job when i get home
the last three girls i tried to get with all believed in abstinence... i think gods trying to keep me from being a father
i think girls just don't want to fuck you
He dumped me and I don't wanna fuck his best friend for revenge. Is this what maturity feels like?
no one is here. wer drinking in the beer garden in the dark and we stole a bucket of blue paint off the sidewalk. now her legs are blue.
I wish you could be here to assess my herpes before he gets here.
Well Apparently I went to piss out my window last night, woulda been ok if I opened the window or the blinds.
he could've at least fucked me twice. that's just common courtesy.
Hungover in church. I can feel stained glass Jesus judging me.
I'm not taking advice from anyone I've seen passed out naked at noon on the hood of a strangers car. Meaning you.
It's like my uterus needs a hug... and anti depressants
Oh god it's open bar.
I JUST WANT TO HAVE AWKWARD SEXUAL EXPERIENCES WITH HIM.
He ate me out for my sailor moon manga and I gave him a blowjob for his Devilman manga. Pretty sweet deal imo
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