i wish exes would disappear into a world where we never have to deal with them again, and they can just create drama for each other. Then if they wanted to talk to us, they would have to apply to get a "visa" to come back to our world.
he thought he was parachuting out of a plane... talk about a bad trip.
we found you in the closet, clutching coats that werent yours for stability
I asked for a dramatic "funeral" look for my makeup. They judged me.
Remember that time we were in the handicap bathroom snorting Molly at the stripclub. That was a defining moment in our friendship
Whatever you gave me is making me lactate
I wonder if her husband knows I have my own drawer at the apartment
Her eyebrows were plucked so thin that she had to have gonorrhea. Clean girls just don't pluck that way
I feel like this is the moment of high where you have to write these texts down to remember to text them and feel that somehow this is important to the continuity of the world.
I want you to get off the plane and get directly into my pants
This morning he fucked me while I was brushing my teeth. So I kept brushing as he thrusted. Then I brushed his teeth with my toothbrush while he was still in me. So hygienic.
I gave him a BJ and he left. Coincidentally that's the name of my memoir.
we fucked in the backseat of my car at the observatory, right under the stars. it was a starry, orgasmic filled night
how much of this shit do i need to take before i think its a good idea to set the house on fire and scream satanic mantras?
She flashed us last time and pissed all over the floor this time. I'm scared to invite her back.
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