Came home to a chalk baord that read:" Think like a rapist." Can't say I'm surpirsed.
Well i then put my mattress in my closet and am currently on it. This is a new one.
His mom walked into the kitchen smiling, made a scotch on the rocks, hit my bong, and told us goodnight enthusiastically. He's suddenly more appealing to me.
He compared my vagina to the first time he tried cocaine
This morning two of his housemate threw confetti over me, started singing and handed me a make shift trophy out of cereal boxes and beer cans that said 'Harry's Virginity' on it. Fucking brilliant!
Post-sex nachos deserve a song.
He recreated the night that started all my mothers days. We shared a joint, drank Boones Farm, and dry humped to the Beastie Boys. Then I cried over MCA's death. Best. Gift. Ever.
Dad's teaching me to make moonshine this weekend as "college prep". How scared should I be sis?
I may or may not have just let Ash Ketchum capture my wild Pikachu in a parking lot.
she keeps dunkaroos and gatorade in her bed. yep pretty sure im in love.
I did not know male screamers existed until now. Good for him. Good for my ego.
And by "have lunch together" you mean me giving you a blow job in the back of your Tahoe, right?
he had a bulletproof vest and a pocket full of lollipops! how was i suppose to say no.
after we fucked i left the room and when i came back he was patting his dick whispering "prouda you lil guy...prouda you"
I'm at home 4 xanax deep watching She's all that.. no I don't want to go out. The couch is eating me.
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