if only i could text you this smell
You sent me a text calling me "cunt" while i was in the middle of dumping my bf.
So we're fucking tonight?
took out my tampon, fucked him, and put a new one back in all before he realized I was on my period. beat that one bitch.
on the bus. saw a kid get off at a red light, puke on the sidewalk, and get back on.
it was like getting a handjob from robocop
but then the words kidney pain and possible testicle shrinkage kept ringing in my head
At least I know she didn't hear me crawl to my room. Or did I walk on my hands? Fuck if I know.
I literally just wrote "I'm sorry" in my blue book, got up and walked out
Then he kept saying sentences and ending them all with "the point of no return" even if it didn't make sense, and kept telling this other guy he wouldn't be his "wife son"
i'm almost positive she was a dude but like it doesn't even matter
re read what you just said
I should make a collage of all the pictures of me caught doing slutty things
Talked to the dude for a hour . I now know where he lives, his occupation, his goals, his dreams and what his dick looks like.
Honestly my life is shambles over a married man who looked like a fuckin NERD ON HIS WEDDING DAY
FUCK YOU IM DRINKING WINE FROM A BOX
You okay there or need a ride? Maybe a straw for your box
Maybe a straw...
Is texting an old booty call with "can you still get your ankles behind your ears?" an appropriate way to reemerge into the singles scene???
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