i don't know how boys match. i think shoes & belt are the only thing. it doesn't matter. i just know if they look stupid.
remind me tomorrow that nothing happen between me and the guy who's shirt i'm wearing
im at a bar with my dad last night and he got hit on more that I did
Not good, Ive never been this late. We need to talk.
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Forgot that I saved my paper as "Eat Shit Edwards" and e-mailed it because I missed class. I'm sure Prof. Edwards will be delighted when she gets it. I don't anticipate a passing grade.
so either half this theatre is as stoned as me, or day daybreakers is hilarious
Doctorate. Vaginahole. Cinnamon. Rainbow. Fill in the blanks in the morning.
I've reached the slutty point of no return. And it feels like multiple orgasms and coke lines
Repeat the weekend mantra. "I like boys with teeth, I need boys with teeth, I deserve boys with teeth, I will have boys with teeth".
next time we drink: battle shots.
battle shots or battle shits? if its the first, explain. if its the second I think I figured it out.
He said you stopped mid-fuck, called fives on his dick, walked out to grab another drink, and came back.
Why wake up next to a guy when you can wake up next to a bag of chips and not have to worry about what kind of std you might've caught
...I think I just watched a boy make a sandwich seductively. What.
We were so sore from having sex that we decided to fix it with more sex. It's the hair of the dog for sex hangover.
You wanna see what happens when frozen corn meets an unhappy Andrew's face?