I didn't shave. On purpose
yeah i was sneaking up to her room and on the way i saw a picture of her and left
I just threw up in a patch of wild flowers on the side of the road. I never knew rock bottom was so beautiful.
this is not real life
it never is. after midnight never counts.
He said I was almost as good as the wheel chair sex he had the night before. Apparently I just cant compete with 4 wheels
I don't know. I was hiding and the bed was banging. I am going to sleep now in someone's car.
My Instagram consists mostly of drag queens and people who dress up as power rangers... I'm pretty sure I'm an unclassified category of gay
When we were texting for those few weeks, I some how established a crush on you. And its weird and wild and stupid and silly. But these things just have to be said sometimes to determine what's real and what is infatuation. And to suffer the consequences of five am drunk philosophy. No regrets.
Nothing quite like walking through a spider web on your way back in from smoking to fuck up a perfectly good high.
Below this exterior of ice is a layer of cum. Followed by a pool of gin. More cum. Then, finally a heart.
So... In conclusion, do I bring my vibrator and risk not only having it getting taken out at security, but also exposing my dad to my neon green vibrator, or just leave it here?
Walking into her house she felt something in her bra.... It was a used condom. Sadly enough this is not the first or last time it will happen. It's time for an intervention.
I wrote notes to myself all over my body. "don't yell at cops again" "Cody stole your phone" "you kissed Cody" "vodka shots are bad for your liver" and "cactus pretty" WTF????
And then he tried to convince me that he could wear a condom instead of pants to go out.
why the hell are you crying over taco bell?
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