Goodnight my chunky, little, marshmallow muncher
I feel like i just miscarried Jesus's baby...
i don't remember her name, but i don't need it unless we decide to hook up again. but even then, i can get away with not knowing it for a while. it's not like we have actual conversations.
this is amzing! feels like my body is having sex with its surroundings!
i forgot how awkward it is to meet new people sober
My spanish isn't great but I'm pretty sure he was calling me a "little monkey" while I was blowing him
All I can think about is getting a lawsuit and chocolate
i had to wake up at 4 am to do my laundry because I was afraid if I saw people in the laundry room they would judge me by the amount of clothes I had covered in vomit from syllabus week
Old lady caught me peeing in the street and yelled at me and said "I REBUKE YOU"
being a senior sucks, I just started embracing my inner slutty college girl, and it's almost time to put her away...for like, ever. and i really like her.
OMG BTW REMEMBER HOW HE ORDERED PIZZA THAT ONE TIME WE HOOKED UP. APPARENTLY HE WAS HANDING IT OUT TO PEOPLE WHO LIVE IN MY BUILDING AS HE WAS LEAVING
i think the sex is so good because i get a contact high just from fucking him
I miss her, but also fucked her ex boyfriend.... So there's that
Yeah you burned that bridge with your vagina
I’m at that point in my trip where I’m kinda hot, kinda cold and I have to remember to breathe.
Do you realize we were driving someone else’s car and I was holding the wheel while you were driving and sucking my dick. That’s NOT normal
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