the day after is always just damage control
we were so high last night we were cutting bread with my iphone
You are the sheppard guiding my vagina away from horrible decisions.
He deserves to hear about your Vagina Shrooms
i do some of my deepest thinking on my wednesday morning walks of shame
i sat alone in my bed and ate pizza and garlic fingers. The icing on the cake was hearing your moans from down the hall.
Woke up with two cats staring at me. One covered in puke thats giving me a look that says it might be my fault. Where am I? Come get me.
I cried and ate like 6 tacos in the taco bell parking lot at almost midnight, sober, alone, listening to a demi lavato cd. And that was the good part.
I'm sure he'll make the rejection quick and completely justified.
State dependent memory. I just needed to feel my teeth. It was like a fog was lifted.
I just bought a bottle of lube for my car.
At dinner her sister yelled "he fucked me AND mom!! Up your standards hoe!!" Safe to say I ruined that family
My dick has a subreddit
Sorry you ended up in detox. It's not my fault you decided to walk downtown in only your underwater at 3am. I think the tequila took over.
Our conversation went from you choking me to my quarter life crisis reeeaaalllll quick.
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