people and things i regret. that's what i want to do tonight.
She was hit by a car at 47 mph and lived. That explains everything.
I had a wet dream about my mom last night. words can't even begin to discribe how scarred I am. what. the. fuck.
Day 3 of Lent and I would already kill a puppy if God would give me permission to masturbate
we talked for like an hour, i feel like we really bonded. i mean i was simultaneously giving him head but you get the point.
I'm not going to need your "it doesn't mean you're a slut" pep talk after all.
well considering we left the bathroom with the mirror off the wall, a bloody nose, and clothes all messed up they assume im just a coke whore now..
I'm hiding out in the living room until he falls back asleep. If he catches a whiff of my tits, it's all over. I just need to play it cool. Babies can smell fear
did you not get the photos of the finger bruises on my ass?
I think it's awesome that you're getting shower sex advice from a Mormon.
my human sexuality class is the only class where the porn i watch the night before is relevant to the discussion the next day
i will not be out-irished. not this night. if i don't wake up tomorrow handcuffed to a hospital bed, i have failed my ancestors.
I think the sex rug burn on my back is infected, can you check it out when you get home?
Can we start referring to attractive men as "A fine piece of dick?"
you need to drop off my dinner before you go see him because i'm not gonna wait until you're finished fucking him to get my damn chinese food
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