after he passed out we removed everything electronic from his room, stuck in some old books and an ancient typewriter from goodwill. for 20 min. we had him convinced he'd drunk himself backward in time.
he wanted me to put the condom on for him. I was high and couldn't figure it out.. so instead we played xbox.
I got used. This is the happiest day of my life. I was just a huge cock and that is all she needed.
So the drug dealer I'm sleeping with just got drugs from the other drug dealer I'm sleeping with
Isn't life beautiful?
we have to top last new years. except im not ready for jail. that can wait a couple years
And on the subject of embracing my inner whore, I had two different dicks in my mouth yesterday. Friend, it's official. I'm completely outta control.
Just the amount of girls he locked himself in my room woth says your gonna have to take a cab bro. I don't think he's going anywhere
And is it bad that I haven't talked to guys who I haven't already dated? I feel like a recycle bin.
My head is just one big fuzz right now.. Its like someone replaced my brain with a teddy bear
I'm 99% sure I just puked glitter. Wine drunk Mondays shouldn't be a thing.
you smell like cheap hookers & chicken nuggets.
As soon as we had sex he stopped opening doors for me. That wasn't an exchange. Im still a god damn princess
I just crop dusted the hot FedEx guy delivering my business cards...then asked him "Was that you?" How the fuck am I allowed to be an adult?
I realize ur driving andwont read this til u stop, but I'm sleeping in the bed of the pickup. Please don't hit a deer.
And by "have lunch together" you mean me giving you a blow job in the back of your Tahoe, right?
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