he asked if thats how we do it in the states..like there's cultural difference in fucking between canada and the us..
i am exhausted. it's been years. we both know his dick is small. the jig is up.
He won't stop licking me..... im choosing your date next time.
You drunk dialed me and told me to jump out of my second story window so I could give you head. I almost considered it.
Walking down the street at 11 pm dressed in bubble wrap. Why is the bar so fucking far away??
Oh my God. He stopped counting at 22.. His senior year. I feel the STDs infecting my taint as we speak.
Im going to bed. I'm seeing 7 of everything and my world smells like gravy
I just tried to make cleaning gasoline off your shoes with toilet paper in the Chemistry Building bathroom look normal. I failed.
I feel like at this point in my life I should be dating someone who doesn't run out of all his money on Mondays and have to wait til fridy to buy his weed
Ive been high since the plane left the ground in Los Angeles and Ive been in Chicago. Right now, Im on a train headed towards downtown to go to an anime convention. At this point, I am just taking life as it comes, furries and all.
You can't Tinder AND have him bring you icecream in the same night. It messes with your vagina.
HE FINALLY TEXT ME AND CALLED ME BY MY TWITTER NAME STAND BY FOR THE WEDDING INVITE, BRIDESMAID
I should become a firefighter. Who uses his cock to fight fires. Like a Superhero.
I mean, I was expecting a little more coke snorting and a little less kids and cake
try to milk me bitch
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