saw "Pah-jure" lube. Thought of you. Wearing the same clothes to work tomorrow.
I stayed in, ate a pint of Hagen daas and watched a movie about aids. Soooooooo single.
i can tell by the sound of your bed that he isnt that good at sex.
I am a mess. Weirdest thing: I woke up with a hammer under my pillow. No idea why.
"Hung over, tired and having a faint scent of some body butter and random pieces of glitter from a girl named gigi, almost arrested in drug bust, $40 Canadian in my pocket and all i got was this lousy Tshirt" shirts dont exist, but they need to
luckily my workout playlist doubles as a masturbation playlist.
He gave me a hug and said "He doesn't deserve you, Anna. Your boobs are great, and I'd fuck you anytime. Any. Place." I need a new 'gay' friend.
I can feel my moral fiber fraying.
I have a huge bruise on my thigh that I am 95% sure is due to you repeatedly throwing me over couches.
If you're in the liquor store 5 minutes before close, and you have to ask the cashier for a coin to flip to make a life decision because "vodka takes you to a bad place," you need to reevaluate your life.
well hes been the bathroom for like 15 mins so he either feels comfortable enough to puke/ shit in my apartment or he escaped out the window
Do you ever actually plan things? Or is it always drugs then whatever happens? I'm considering being worried about you
Sometimes I look at her and just start choking. She is that much of an evil entity.
Anyways enough about genital fatigue...
The reason why I poison my organs is so that you guys can't sell them.
He ate me out on a washing machine in the 24 hour laundromat. Whoever watches that security camera footage is getting a show!
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