You can't wash away shame.
I can try.
I'm graduating. Then you'll never see me again.
We better fuck soon then
as we were driving back from the frat house he pulled down his pants and convinced me his penis "wanted some air"
Chipotle...archenemy of the gay man. Cockblocking me since 1997
Judging that there's a photo of me getting head while sitting on a graveyard tombstone.....not good.
I've hooked up with six guys in my ethics class next semester...I feel like I've failed already
She said, "I don't really go out much, but my husband recently cheated on me" and I don't remember anything after that.
I somehow ended up with a bottle of red wine in one hand and white in the other and would drink them at the same time. Ruined
I think we should get high on adderall and nair each other again for New years.
it's like I can see my whorish nature reflected back at me in his wedding ring.
also, made a drinking game out of my birthday photos....drink everytime alcohol is in a photo. going through all 350 of them.
She took a six hour road trip with me so I could have revenge sex with my ex's brother. That is the definition of a best friend.
We set around a table in a hotel room and he spoon fed Molly to everyone there... I felt sketch for sec but then... Oh well.
I just read my D.A.R.E. essay from 5th grade. I'm having mixed feelings about my previous life choices right now.
She made me baby bird juul smoke to her while we were fucking
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