Just filled up my pledge keg goblet with coffee at bp. They can judge all they want. At least I'm not killing baby dolphins.
He talks to me in this sweet I know you might be pregnant voice.
there is nothing like a happy birthday present when you wake up with a bow on your vagina.
I blacked out at the bar, and blcked in getting a handjob on a roller coaster. Sober me is jealous of drunk me.
LSD in a sugar cube. Dropped it in my whiskey sour and felt like I was rowing a boat.
This is just what we do. We meet guys, go back to their place, smoke all their weed & go home to compete in out own version of Cupcake Wars.
I'm not entirely sure that the guy that just texted me is not on drugs right now. I'm also not entirely sure that he isn't about to be incarcerated.
saying, "have a good fall!" After fucking a virgin boy is good etiquette, right?
like don't tell me my baby smooth vag offended you
Well I'm trying out this whole "not sleep with a stranger thing"
That's silly... just silly. And by silly I mean unrealistic.
This is not okay. I only like one boy. I should like 200 boys and be having wild unprecedented sex. Instead I like one boy whose a born again virgin.
Jus pulled over and stole. Corn out of a. Field. ... get on my level
I miss you and I miss your weed. Come home.
Do plants get herpes?
who is this
I blame her lesbian super powers of coercion.
Randomize
