Sometimes I wonder if my friend studies mystic Christian theology because he's afraid to come out of the closet. Evidently, it's okay to talk about God coming inside you, but not to say the same about dudes.
before i die, we are going to oregon and playing oregon trails for real. like putting things in a hat & people will pull out whether they live or die. and they die of fun things like typhoid, dysentary, or hunting accident.
someone lit off fireworks while I puked in the street. I was like congratulating me for making it through homecoming.
I don't care how hot he got, I can't get past the PTSD flashbacks of the first time he fingered me
Step one go to argentina step two fuck bitches it's a simple plan really
Dunno why I keep hitting snooze. It's never gonna give me the kind of sleep I need to be sober.
You know it's been a good thanksgiving when you pee all over your own hands.
So, seriously. How does it feel to know that you're riding a cock that was in kindergarten when you were going to prom?
I think I have to break up with him. I just cried, not moaned, screamed, etc, cried, with tears of sadness and disappointment when I came.
The other guys kept waking up so I hid... Like, dick in mouth, hiding in his sleeping bag
I found a playlist on my ipod with only one song on it: gold digger. confused, but not surprised.
Dude, i just watched a drag queen dropkick a motherfucker. this is a good night.
It's not even noon and I've had 3 people call me a savage, one of them said it in reference to the blow job I gave them. So I guess you could say it's going to be a good weekend
Woke up with a glow stick in my boobs this morning. Must've dominated Sunday.
I’m going down on him like an Oompah Loompah on roller skates.
That makes no sense, but good luck
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