life lesson# 3: saying thank you on a subway really means "im not a native new yorker, so please feel free to touch my ass"
hmm. interesting. explain how you came across this knowledge.
i sneezed. he said bless you. i said thank you. he groped. i again said thank you.
Just used my last prints at the library for brackets instead of final reviews. Hello March.
I feel like I've been slapped by Gods icy cold dick of vengeance.
so i may have indirectly taught my 13 year old campers how to give blowjobs.
Congratulations, you fucked a nickle into me.
New plan for Halloween: you dress as Waldo, I'll dress as Carmen San Diego. We can just hide in a closet drinking till someone finds us.
No worries. On my way home to get ski poles and wipe the sick off my face. Then it's time to get drunk in the park
Passing out drunk in my therapists lobby may not be the best way to confirm my "stability"
I found it. now I'm going to the gym to be "healthy" or whatever that folklore is called.
he keeps various drugs in his kitchen cupboard like groceries. that is my new life goal as an adult.
There's no such thing as shame in your world, is there?
You ruined a cute cat because your lack of horniness
Em I need to know if his cum tastes like vodka. Report back.
What's the blow job-backrub exchange rate these days? I've got some killer stress knots
I just had a morning three-some with marijuana and a detachable shower-head
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