yeah, i liked him til i heard he had a sac that could apparently smother my face.
he told us the story of how he fought ketchup, mustard, and thomas the train engine all in one night. if that doesn't sound like an acid trip i dont know what does.
Also, just saw a homeless man answer a phone call on a blackberry...
There is a bruise on my cock the size of a golfball. Bad sign.
dude, i think we just came across a situation where tits weren't worth it.
No, I stopped taking my meds because I like crazy me better
I KNOW. I'm like, ew who are these ppl. And then I remember I'm traveling to New York to accidentally hook it with two different dudes in one weekend.
she has her graduation year in her skype name, it's like a constant reminder that she's jail bait.
I cant tell which is worse. That its only my third time doing laundry this year or that its the first time ive done it sober.
its warm now so i can go back to sleeping with guys based on their fuckability rather than how much warmth they generate.
She's doing hand stands on the train as I type. Idk if I'm impressed it embarrassed. Or turned on.
Currently trying to figure out if the guy has a cane next to me or brought a weird dildo to the bar
He fucks like those drill things that you see when you think of texas
You need to stop vomiting in the washing machine, bro. For real this time.
I'm slowly starting to accept that you have to be a sociopath to be attracted to me
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