This is some kinda fucked up sordid doggy brothel peepshow bullshit.
I wish I had my old roomstes number so I could send him pictures from lastnight... I had a blast banging his "true love" now that I think about it we're even don't worry about that gas bill you didn't pay. Ur girl worked it off!
apparently he couldn't remember my name so he refereed to me as whats-her-boobs and everyone knew that it was me he was talking about
He asked if I wanted to leave my bra on while we were doing it from behind bc he read somewhere that all that pounding can be painful for big breasts. THAT thoughtful.
He passes out, I smoke his kush. All's fair in love and a disappointing lack of sex.
Well I pulled a muscle in my leg dancing in the tanning booth drunk at 1 pm soooo there's that
Aren't you proud to know somebody who texts you "manifold facade" while dumping frozen colada mix into a blender of rum
What's dad's email?
askmom@cause.idk
After an hour of searching for my pants, we had three people looking. They were finally found in the oven.
Xanax and full house Tuesday is now Percocet Sunday
Well yeah. But im not sure i trust the black out drunk high girl giving life advice
So I'm hiding in my bathroom smoking bowls because my landlords kids came over to visit my dog... My life has reached a new low
Anal on new furniture sounds like a quickest way to violate a warranty
he told me he wanted me to go see his cat. apparently i was more interested in playing with his cat then having sex.
Why is the microwave staring at me?!
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