Astroglide: It's like Bengay for your ass.
I took an adderall but just ended up meticulously arranging my farmville for hours
My roommate was eating ketchup out of a bowl. Get me the hell out of here.
there are certain things about getting into a cab to go home at 630 am that make me feel like a prostitute.
She cried. My mom screams. And nut went everywhere. It was all around a bad situation.
hey i found one of your nipple clamps under my couch, i miss you!
Literally I thought my ears were pouring out blood. That high.
Apparently I got mad at you for "Not drinking with me till we thought we were seahorses" and smashed my face on your door. Then I put my feet in the oven and started crying because I was drinking alcohol from a pot. My life is spinning out of control.
I think we r still a few steps from ex sex. In fact, that's never going to happen. I'm just saying on the seething-chemical-fire-of-emotional-distress-to-post -relationship-intercourse scale, I'm closer to fucking than throttling. Progress is fun.
Nothing says "First Single Holidays" quite like getting baked with the guy that took your virginity four years ago.
Also, I don't know if it's the drugs I'm on or not, but I truly believe I was hypnotized last night listening to an audio book.
We should have a mid-burrito sex-break, too. Just so we don't get too full all at once
Good point.
I've spent hours masturbating before. It's actually my favorite Sunday activity
He offered me free drinks all night if I could beat him in a drinking race. I blacked out after that but just found his credit card in my bra so there's that.
sending my old camp counselor nudes. childhood memory win or new low?
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