so evidently yelling "gay" everytime your bf tells you how he feels is cause for breakup. news to me
Our relationship is like that beach boys song "help me Rhonda" and I'm fucking Rhonda. And Rhondas's the whore in case you've never heard it.
is it just me, or are high schoolers getting sexier?
he told me he saved a turtle in the middle of the road.. i told him id be over in ten minutes...i mean he deserves a bj after that.
Oh my god it's like Minesweeper. I can tell there's sex in three of the four rooms, but which one is the safe one?
i feel like everytime i say im going to quit drinking someone comes along with a better idea about drinking
Sex with him was like teaching a two year old how to work a machine gun
listening to the two girls in the next stall finish a 40 and laugh at this guy they both fucked. they're calling him 'tulip dick'.
I FOUND THE NORMAL CONDOMS. THIS IS GOD TELLING ME TO CHASE AFTER MY DREAM.
I should work for the FBI. Or planned parenthood.
That's quite a broad spectrum. What did you do?
I don't know. Something about answering "what did you do on Sunday?" Seems odd when the reply is, painted, went to the grocery store, put a restraint device on my bed.
If there's one thing I learned yesterday, it's that if I really wanted to I could be mayor of Toronto.
She had like a side ponytail and hoop earrings though. And legwarmers. Like a horrible 80s nightmare. Don't drink and dream, dude.
Sunday mornings are confusing. Like. I can't decide if I want to go for a run or start drinking
For the love of god, if any of you are up, bring me pants.
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