I make my boyfriend pay for half of my birth control. We call it his monthly rent.
I pretty much gave up on you when you told me you couldn't go home yet b/c you had to stop at church first. It was 2 AM and you insisted you were late for mass.
On my arm I have 12 dashes, and below is written "plus 2 pretty stout whiskey drinks, so, you be the judge"
I think it might be brain cancer. Hangovers can't be this bad
My lips are red and swollen. Solid proof that giving head is a viable alternative to lipstick and plumper.
we can fight about whose fault it is later....naked.
I think we should take up crocheing or stamp collecting....something completely lacking penises
At 12:16 am. We just got out of the truck and went behind it and fucked. With 3 people in the truck. On the side of the road. As cars drove by.
Good news, my sex bruises are fading. Bad news, my boobs look like I have a skin disease because of it.
Have 7 min to kill while I wait for liquor store to open. Feels really awkward.
you don't even have a vagina so you don't get to tell me what to put in mine
Also food confession I ate an entire bag of starburst jelly beans today. and a plan B. All around think I hit all my nutrients
U sent me lyrics to wind beneath my wings
My liver misses your liver
the only fun thing to do here is drink beer and make mistakes. i feel like im in college again
whose shirt was i wearing?
his little sister's
what was she wearing
a feather boa and 6 inch heels
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