ps i may or may not be wearing a sequined bra
Last night I dreamed I was having gay sex in prison. That's the last time we go to theme night at the club.
Fucked her within an inch of her life. Seriously. Don't choke bitches when they ask. Was way too drunk to be pulling that shit.
I don't care if we have to swim home from the bar, Im not gonna sit home in the dark and read some fucking book
He blacked out at the first bar and passed out at the second...we just carried him to bar three and four and sat him in the lounge chairs, he said we're amazing
There are a bunch of highly educated, advanced in their field, PUSSY ASS BITCHES in this bar
Also, even though this really sucks now, we will look back on this one day and laugh at the time we all got arrested on Thanksgiving
He told me that his favorite part about me is hearing my voice while we fuck. I think that was the nicest thing he has EVER said to me.
You texted me a picture of your face along with #help
He played with my boobs the whole time we watched Scott Pilgrim and then started invited others to play with them too. It reminded me of how my mom gives out my french fries without asking.
We just don't discuss our relationships. It's pretty much like we're single no matter what to each other. And I'm okay with that. ¯\\(ツ)/¯
Hahahaha don't tempt me. Remember we're trying to avoid airport jail if possible
I might go bald with this hair pulling thing every night.
Everytime I feel sad about the break up; I recall that she is a Bernie supporter and feel all better
Access to a Target is paramount to my general happiness and self-worth.
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