Tonight i am praying for god to turn my pussy into apple pie because i cant count the number of times bruce chooses food over sex.
Sorry I wasn't really responding earlier. I was really fucking high and so into that car chase.
I cut my penus on the lid.
we've been dating more than a month and i just realized there's no hair on his chest..
you've had sex with him. you must've seen him naked.
nah, i feel like naked sex would be getting too serious for us..
do you wanna get some fucking pussy tonight.....THEN DRESS LIKE IT
I should have considered my snorting capabilities before breaking my nose
I woke up this morning with a wristband and I thought I went to the hospital last night I actually went ice skating instead
I woke up with a bloody knee, 6 burn marks on my thigh and glitter nails If anyone asks I'm going to say You came into town
A nap. You broke your hand napping in Vegas.
Conversations we need to have while high 1) how mermaids reproduce 2) if blind people hallucinate what do they see 3) reincarnation
She had a belly button piercing in the shape of a cross. Talk about mixed messages.
I think my teeth are moving, they feel like people.
It's one of the few times I hit fuck it levels of not caring
You made noises. And kept meowing. I have a twenty minute phone call to prove it.
God I miss you. I would very much like to have sexual intercourse with you. I'm home eating chicken alfredo.
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