Well i threw up in my mouth a few times. But i successfully swallowed it. Still going strong.
I didnt realize til after I got out of her apartment and into the lobby that we lived in the same building.
I don't know what part of vegas I'm in but its definately the wrong part
He came on my chin and called me cumbledore. i give up.
I'm pretty sure there was a language barrier but he knew what "harder" meant.
you are going to have to live with the consequences, i'm going to fuck your sister
I just want to hug my vagina but I can't!\nLike, I want to wrap my arms around it and say "I'm sorry"
We told you to go get more fire wood and you came running back with a log that was on fire, not drunk at all.
My mom has finally acknowledged my soft spot for Russians. Finally.
I wasn't a groupie because I didn't carry his guitar home
You need to stop thinking about the needs of your vagina and concentrate on the greater good
Thank you. Next to bondage, soft American Apparel t-shirts are the best things you've taught me about.
Do you know how hard it is to put a bandaid on a vagina?
Are you ok?!
I assume I've stopped bleeding because I haven't passed out, but can't verify currently.
Me-World Problems: do I have my boyfriend come to my birthday party in drag, or is that too weird for the first time meeting literally any of my friends
Randomize
