I just wanted to draw pictures of limp wieners on peoples doors and smash pictures of palm trees. That's it.
And my awkwardness continues. I felt the need to send him a text that said roar. I did it.
bio was interesting today. swabbed my mouth to see what the cells where, ha. found a sperm cell. he was just that awesome
we should become lesbians. not together. just in general.
its simple. when his lips are on my clitoris i want to marry him. when they are speaking i want to kill him.
Also, do you think you think his dick is perfect bc you loved him? Or is it actually perfect?
He rode my dog to the bathroom and wouldn't stop laughing once he got in. It was scary.
making out was so insane. it felt like our tongues were paintbrushes made of waves and we were painting an ocean galazy
You said you didn't want to drink anymore so you started shooting vodka down the back of your throat using a syringe. Oh, and then you aimed it at my eye ball...vodka in the eye hurts btw.
I feel like our lives always have been and always will be a never ending drunken rampage full of pregnancy scares and lost brain cells
I had sex in an engineering office last night. So that could be your life. I was mounted on top of a sketch of a future parking lot for a maintenance building. If that's not romantic, idk what is
Can I just say how funny it is that your "respect" tattoo is right above the bruise from me slapping your ass
Is the Glover Park Chipotle past the strip club?
Why is that your only point of reference?
Just answer the question
That is our entire relationship. We match bowls and give each other head. What more could you possibly want?
Next thing I know her tits are out on my desk. It was straight out of a porno. What was I supposed to do I’m not made of stone
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