um. i met him on myspace...we text now, he lives down the street
So i decided to deal with the awkwardness of last night by making out with all three of them
I just did something awful... i just had to tell someone... i just used my brothers electric face cleaner as a vibrator
She said she's saving anal for marriage cuz she has to save something for her husband...seriously just caught myself lookin at rings.
I owe you 20 bucks. My blood work did show liver damage.
He puked over my shoulder into the toilet. The guy in the next stall sounded totally appalled.
He fucking took my shirt off and didn't even touch my boobs. What the actual fuck.
I'm not allowed to have sex with him again. My vagina joined in on the protest. There was a petition. All my body parts signed it.
It's like he drunk calls 6 times for me to come over, but can't say hello at lunch.
if I blackout nd am found tomorrow w butterfly hairclips on my nipples and my habd down my pants tell my family I am sorry
I swear every time I see him he's either dancing or trying to touch people
Baruch atah adonai DAT ASS DOE
At one point I was convinced he was a snake and was going to eat me And I just accepted it
I'm so drunk and angry about the Michigan game the fact of my relationship being over doesn't matter
I think someone shaved off all their pubes in the handicap stall or a werewolf stopped by the office to take a crAzy dump!
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