What kind of poor, pathetic town do we live in where a horny teenage girl is sitting in her basement on a saturday night, unlaid?
morning outfit: hottub soaked skirt. no underwear. someone's bandanna worn as a shirt. took me an hour to walk home. this isn't fun anymore.
well I washed the adderal like an idiot. the capsules broke but the beads inside were intact. so my landlady came in and caught me licking the dryer lint screen
Well, she opened the door to puke outside the car, but she threw it open so hard it popped back and hit her in the face.
Your like the Mozart of blow jobs, you make every other girl seem like cheesy elevator music.
yea. Don't mess. He will heal me. But my blowjobs will be historical.
All I want is tacobeell and your body
that's my favorite sentence you've ever said.
Sad Megan is Sad
Have you been drinking my beer?
Oh, AND I met a ukulele teacher that I'd date. So there's that.
Also I've come to learn that "type" and "fetish" are different things. Apologies for earlier confusion.
pesky things like morals, self-preservation and cowardice are not needed. overkill is nothing but a word. there will be blood.
Found my bra in the fridge. See you in 10 mins. It's gonna be a good fuckin day!
nothing like a long car ride to make you think of all the bad things you've done
If i'm not ready, make sure i'm alive. Not passed out dead in the shower.
I'll still do breakfast to celebrate the life you've had.
Last time we had sex i was dressed like a ninja turtle and someone else was in our bed, so this time should be fine.
I hope ur kiddin
wish i was
Randomize
