I'm at subway, this 8 year old kid is judging my fashion sense with his dad. I want to kill myself.
It's ok, he's just 8, he's not judging you.
He just asked why I'm sitting alone. I honestly want to cry.
so i saw this homeless guy this morning yelling at a pay phone like chewbacca.
That's what you get for being in filth-adelphia.
and before you know it i was laying next to him at 2 in the morning with penis and sadness on my breath.
I feel like I'm back in highscool trying to hide my erections at work
so i was dancing to the glee soundtrack with highheels. i tripped. and the dildo fell on my face. i dont know what happened.
I'm in a trailer park. But I'm not scared. The virgin always lives.
I really hope he dies in a tragic kegstand mishap
found a rock and smashed the sliding glass door. home safe. screen door is locked so we're good.
Trust me. I don't get home before 5am. I know what Immmm doing. BTW bail money is in my closet. PEACE
Well who could blame her. I would run away from me if I could.
God I miss you. I want to fuck your face... Then do all the girly cuddly shit too.
DOUBLE NIPPLE PIERCINGS ARE HORRIFYING
After a while I was so wet that I started crying. HE MADE ME SO HORNY I WEPT.
What do you bring to an "I'm getting divorced party?"
.......Shattered dreams and tequila?
I guess I was telling girls last night that I was a virgin with terminal cancer again
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