Hot guy, man whore rep, huge crush, alcohol that will fuck you up. I fail to see how this could go wrong
I wanna dance tonight. i just wanna grind my ass in some man's dick.
he woke me up at 3 am to ask me where my plunger, a towel, and staples were. i'm afraid to go into my bathroom.
is there a reason why there is cup of piss in the fridge?
no
Its like they don't get that I only talk to them before homecoming, thanksgiving, or any other time I go home. I love highschool girls.
You crawled everywhere and rolled in ice cream. No more vodka for a month.
My chest hair is, as we speak, arching upward to embrace my neck beard. The union will be a storied one.
Seriously can I go through one convo where masturbating doesn't come up
I'm smoking a bowl with matches and a candle while my mother washes dishes downstairs. I thought adulthood was supposed to be different.
I spent the entire night stroking his hair. He was cool with it. Never thought a ginger stoner would help me work through my social anxiety but here we are.
I danced with a french guy who licked the sweat off my neck and poured a drink on me. Not gonna lie, that shit was refreshing
I never thought I would have to arrest my own parents on a sunday night
pretty sure I blew his mind with the sex last night. He repaid me with a five minute conversation about power rangers.
I woke up to him crying and pouring pixy stix in my mouth saying they would bring me back to life.
I was a psycho gf all the time...I'm sorry
I was drunk 90% of the time...tit for tat
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