morning outfit: hottub soaked skirt. no underwear. someone's bandanna worn as a shirt. took me an hour to walk home. this isn't fun anymore.
It felt like his penis had an endoskeleton.
This is the first time since last march I'm gonna be going to a class for more reasons than wanting to bone the girl sitting next to me.
I've been practicing for you. Including stockpiling medical supplies for curing hangovers.
I wonder if they'd let me siphon the gas out my car before they impound it
im suggesting it to him. and by suggesting i mean we're not having sex again unless im wearing high heels
Its not college unless your study breaks were to go throw up from blacking out the night before
I'm good. We walked you back to my apartment and you demanded to eat the sandwich I made for him
It was a mess. I sat on the kitchen floor with maple whiskey and cried into a bowl of poutine. I've never even been to canada
I'm suffering a hangover from deep within. I feel like the half of the parts of my body are permanently laced with alcoholic substances
If a treadmill opens up I'll run next to him and then fall off so he has to give me mouth to mouth
I miss my teeeeeeeeth. They're in a bag in my hand.
He fed me Girl Scout cookies while I was still tied up...what did I do right?
I managed to break 3 nails and loose my stockings, but I made 87 dollars at the strip club. I asked where I could find an application on the way out.
Also either i just launched into space as a rocket or my legs just orgasmed, but i am high as a soul train
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