Life's too short to consider the larger psychological underpinnings of my lust.
thank you for tagging me in all my pictures as "skank" and yourself as "made by the hands of God"
He burnt a smiley face into the screen with a cigarette, peed in my tub and then tried to take off his pants. tried...
Dipping doritos in ranch. Why doesn't he love me?
Remind me again why sleeping with a coworker and his wife would be a terrible idea.
his phone is always ringing though. It makes me feel like I'm dating a doctor who's always on call.
yeah, dating a doctor sounds much better than fucking your drug dealer.
You can identity the picture as me the mistress his wife and him. It's that kinda awkard.
I world jack off literally anyone now that I'm not related to.
On another note, I feel like my vagina is slowly being peeled off with a rusty potato peeler.
You declared that afternoon sex will be referred to as "wet naps" from now on
I just realized how terrible that was... I was drumming on your penis to a song about Baby Jesus.
That moment when you sit down to shit and someone is watching porn on the other side of the wall.
Cheyanne in woods. Ducks attacked. My toe is bleeding. We are gpsing our way home on foot. No worries
at one point, you reached into your purse, pulled out a tampon, and proceeded to rub it on your lips like chapstick... that drunk
Long story short I ended up getting choked out by a really hot guy in the girls bathroom at a bar last night
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