every time i drive by the road she lives on, i scream in the car "i'm sorry i'm sleeping with your boyfriend!" makes me feel less whore-y.
You should dream of me :)
I'm going to dream of single life.
He snuck into some random hotel's continental breakfast at 3 AM and then passed out on a bench in the lobby. When the cops found him they made him empty out his pockets. No phone, no ID just muffins.
I started the year with 2,800 dollars and am now down to 83 dollars-one of which i use to snort my focalin. I have given up on food and am perplexed as to how I can make 82 dollars last more than two weekends for booze
idk if you're aware of this...but we could potentially have the greatest hate sex...ever.
It's almost like sex with her has gotten boring... like it's still good, but the creativity is lacking... it's times like these that i wish she still wanted me to gag her
she told me to hold the wheel while she hung out the sunroof and cursed the old lady behind us out.
I feel eeeverything like there's a rhythm and everything can be felt w/o ever touching it. And it's beautiful. Sunshine or raindrops it's like orgasming. Everything has a taste.
I hate him and his pretentious your-sleeping-in-the-wet-spot look.
She was giving me head while we were in my tree house, my mom then came out to let the dog out so she stopped so I would stop groaning, was it good? You tell me
I remember puking but I don't remember where. PSA: don't go barefoot around the house
I saw a spider on my bed and my first reaction was to throw my weed bag to safety
Oh good, bag of butt plugs is in my predictive text now
Typing the whole thing out was getting to be such a chore
I was floored. Like way less concerned with him using drugs than I am with him not believing in evolution.
And tell your penis that we can hang out tonight for sure.
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