i threw up in his kitchen sink and then used a measuring cup to drink water because i couldn't find a clean glass. i just threw up down the stairs. it's gonna be a long walk home.
IDK but this explains my bloody dashboard.
The only thing stopping me from having sex with you in my parents jacuzzi bathtub is the knowledge that they've already had that idea themselves
He asked me if the reason I slept around is because I grew up in a broken home. I am so done fucking Christians.
True enough. Do you ever think that these girls grandparents ghosts are watching you masterbate to their granddaughters and look at you in Shame?
His new place is a molesden. Like a hole in the ground. It's frightening how oddly private it is.
It rubs the lotion on it's foreskin...
I kinda feel like I was hit by a Prius. Just glad it's not bus status.
well it can jab him in the chin so I am 100% sure he can suck his own dick
I just can't do Wednesdays sober anymore
I just ordered cookies for delivery. My life is falling apart.
I'll do my best. he just keeps yelling beer and doing dick helicopters
Pretty sure this ice cream truck is following me.
He just seemed to happy to be having sex with me that it ruined the mood for me. I just wanted to punch him.
On a brighter more disgusting note...... I think I just shart myself but I'm too afraid to find out.
Like sometimes I’ll be hangry but for dick
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