now i know why i became what i already was.
there's got to be a less slutty way to tell him the baby isn't his
I just saw a fat chick walking across campus talking to herself and licking her lips. Diet season is scary.
As a side note, my abs are sore. Most likely cause? Orgasms. Thank you.
Was that picture taken before or after I supposedly punched him in the face?
Monday: I just need a drink Tuesday: OMG no more this week! Wednesday: oh shit how'd I get drunk Thursday: I'm glad you've stopped the pretenses
I'm okay. We got a prayer rug sent to us with the face of jesus on it. From Tulsa Oklahoma. Kinda weird.
When I realised he had a girlfriend I just started telling them about my ex and how I write poetry about him. Which I then read to them. They just gave me pity looks and left me to finish my spliff alone.
I swear that when we jog in the morning I can hear it slap between his thighs
I'm wearing a cape at the laundromat. I really can't say shit
"What's your dick like homie" is not really an acceptable thing to say out loud
I just felt emotion and I'm not okay with it
The angle I tried to shoot a load on her face was unfortunate. I accidentally came on the David Bowie tribute she had out. Oddly, that made it more erotic.
My sinuses still burn from snorting red wine last night.
I think I'll shower sitting down. That seems safe.
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