We met on a dual walk of shame. It has to be love, we can't let that go to waste. I want to tell our children that story.
were lost, were cold and we don't know what to do with the stray cat we found.
Nope, I'm sticking to passive aggressive punishments. Like mismatching his socks and cumming on his leather couch. OCD is so wonderful.
You just kept holding your breath for a really long time and calling it lung excersizes.
Yeah. He can't come because his mom found the pizza box under his bed with my underwear in it. He acted confused, guess because i forgot to tell him..
Things I have learned since the start of my first college spring break: do not fart in an enclosed space (such as a shower stall) when hungover. You will throw up. More lessons to follow as week continues.
IM A SHIT SUOW THE GUYS AT THE PMACR TOLD ME AJDBO I WEBF RO WALNARY WITH OU SHOES! I WASHT LLOWES FLOWERSA
Ugh I can't even look at alcohol this weekend, my body needs to heal.
We were basically fucking on the dance floor. People kept buying us drinks. It really only encouraged us.
Church parking lot, park bench, front porch. I think she's more comfortable going down on me in public. May have found the one.
I last recall trying to play piano and asking justin for drugs. I would like to think I then gracefully laid down on the couch and shut my eyes like a sleeping kitten.
You continued to run around saying "free the nipple" while "taste testing" every liquor on the premises.
You're right. Cause really... I'm in the back of his head. Even though what I said was better than "I have herpes"... I did once say that to him. So I'm like a reoccurring nightmare.
You probably shouldn't do that...but if you do take pictures
Hurry I'm alone dressed like a prostitute eating French fries.
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