i fuckib htae you, you church bitch.
It's pouring out. I am cold, wet, and miserable.... Kind of reminds me of our sleepover last night.
it hasn't hit me that college is over yet. so far at home, i haven't brushed my teeth, taken off my makeup, or changed clothes before bed.
I've been thinking about all the girls in my life in terms of applying to college.
Huh?
I guess what im trying to say is that your my safety school.
So high. I just took a picture of my chewed gum so I can remember to paint a picture of it as a cloud later.
When the cops came you just told them you'd go to your time out corner.
everytime someone would look at you, you started to try and deep throat your beer bottle.
There's nothing I can say to make me pepper spraying you any better
There are a bunch of guys at the door looking for the guy you brought back to the condo...pretended not to speak English. You're welcome.
Lost my key. Fell asleep on the doorstep and got woken up by host grandma poking me with a broom.
He was going down on me and all I could think about was how proud of me you'd be
he looks like the poster child for myspace how the hell does he have other hoes?
But what we lack in money, we make up for in dry humor and drugs
Fucking a younger guy is now a game of odds. The chance that he gives me corona virus is outweighed by the evening of orgasms I know he’ll give me.
Is 6 weeks really a benchmark now?
Ask me in 6 more weeks, when they're in a bisexual polycule.
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