tonight would not even compare to the night i tried to pee in the living room
He was supposed to take me to a nice dinner, but istead all he did was get drunk and throw lit fireworks at me.
and then he tried plucking my nose hairs. lines were crossed.
I'm practically paying him in tacos to have sex with me.
Currently bleeding through my leggings. Not good. Not good at all.
Hospital.
I am invincible.
I have yet found the courage to put pants on. No judgement thursday led to no shower friday and now no pants saturday. God i miss college.
Sorry the STD update turned into an attempt at a bootycall, but at least we both know we're clean now
A blow job from a tiger shark would still entail less risk to your genitals than having sex with her.
BTW rolling him off the couch and onto that tarp was pure genius. He definitely pissed himself last night.
if i don't get grease into my system pronto i will undoubtedly die
I just feel like I'm worth a little bit more than your recycled nudes...
maybe one of us should just pity fuck him and get it over with.
Wtf is this place? I don't see any alcohol and I feel like we were supposed to bring our own strippers.
Vacuum the place before you go out of town there are random glitter cocks everywhere
I don't suppose you have a recipe for a cocktail made of bitter resignation, regretting everything, poor life descisions and deep-seated self-loathing?
Randomize
