im sitting in the back of my pickup eating an artichoke. please come find me, im scared.
that was a mass text, wasnt it?
It just gets louder and louder too...dear god. Her poor vagina.
The forest. Magic mushrooms. Wind trees leaves sky. That is alll.
2 out of 3 people here lost their shoes. America.
You stumbled in the house, mumbled something about a cheese party, grabbed a block of cheese and the whiskey, and left.
He was crying because he hiccuped every time he kissed me. We then crawled to the kitchen because neither of us could stand, and I spoon-fed him peanut butter "to cure his ailment."
All I remember is passing out with an umbrella over my head and waking up screaming bad luck for seven years
But yesterday I literally met half his family buzzed wearing a cheeta print bathing suit super short shorts and a tiny tank top.. I was like awesome
I just threw up all of my lunch in the Barnes & Nobles parking lot. Rockbottom tastes like a veggie burger, in case you were wondering.
No more twerking this week. I think I dislocated a boob.
Like seriously, I would not be going if there wasn't pizza
Step 1: Buy a house Step 2: Turn bedroom into sex dungeon
you were acting out moves from the wwe, in a dress. then you sceamed "you can't see me" and ran out of the apt.
Yes. I had to slow down my handjob so he would last...-and I give shitty handjobs to begin with
He ate me out for my sailor moon manga and I gave him a blowjob for his Devilman manga. Pretty sweet deal imo
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