I need to shower the guilt off of my thighs.
she wants me to text her or call her all the time when we are apart...this is not high school...
i think she is mad at you for trying to take a shit in the back seat of her car
Just opened a bottle with my rape whistle. At least it's finally getting used for something.
my mom took me to a gay bar and went on and on about all her good times at clubs... i now know where i get it
his mom found me in the closet hiding and the only thing i could think of was to sit there and wave.
i think i was tempted to text while we were making out. like i remember holding my phone up behind his head and just staring at it.
I do remember getting hit in the face by an ugly one because she thought I was blowing on her butthole.
I remember you licked my face and said that's all you're getting
You never know how much you love your bed until you sleep with 4 other people in your car.
I still count it as showing your tits. Even though the wall was the only one who saw anything. Your boyfriend was pissed.
somehow this went from sexting to explaining my eating disorder.
I walked around with red solo cups on my feet, weeds tied around my neck and a tree in my hand
My mom has had 5 shots of fireball today and she's still functioning normally... She's just extra polite.
Homophobes nationwide are huddled in their bunkers tonight and I can't stop giggling. Could be the wine.
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