I would like to feed your fingertips to the wolverines.
epic walk of shame this morning involving 2 subway transfers. I need to start sexing locally.
Well we ran into the cornfields when the cops got there. We'd been hiding in there for 45 mins when he asks me "So this wasn't exactly how I'd planned this but I thought I'd ask. How do you feel about oral sex?"
I was pretty stoned. I thought I needed a seatbelt at the restaurant.
Y'know, without the cops, it would've just been us daydrinking,
Chicken salad taco, you know, when you're out of bread and crackers, and high.
Also, am I the only one who noticed he didn't fuck you until after you were technically a cripple? Or am I reading into this too much? Congrats on that btw
all i remember is walking in on u shitting and crying listening to shawty get loose. its safe to say this break up has taken a toll on u
I have learned that if you don't want to hook up with the guy who walked you home, food is great compensation.
You wanted to go find him and we told you to sit down cause you kept stumbling. You yelled " I CAN STAND!! It's the walking part I can't figure out!"
My tights ended up on the driveway folded neatly. Any ideas how that happened?
Has anyone heard from Jamie or has she actually just been having sex for 48 hours?
I cannot pick him out of a line up. I remember he is blonde and his half flaccid dick looks like gonzo. So unless he pulls down his pants I don't know who he is
Idk I saw a cheetah print onesie and it reminded me of your Lion King fantasy.
I think I should've done my makeup before I took the acid. Because now I just feel silly looking at myself in the mirror
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