Me. At least after what I've been through.
I just caught Brandon licking the fake chocolate on a smores ornament
I just remembered before I gave him head I couldn't find a hair tie and he offered to hold my hair up. Maybe we were wrong.. Maybe he does have a heart.
just dropped my bong into 7 pieces, and carried the glass shards around my house. dad saw the blood dripping down my arms, and asked if i slit my wrists. way too high to laugh at this.
at the last minute we also decided to throw an egg in the beer bong. and he drank it, shell and all.
at least the person I hooked up with donates to charity, the shirt I was wearing this morning was his relay for life shirt.
you might as well be a hobo. you were covered in pee last night hanging out on the stairs drunk.
right. well we all have our lows.
Someone painted a weed leaf on my leg with red paint. Or blood. I hope paint.
Holy fuck just found a used tampon in the leg of my pants. it's not paint. It's. Not. Paint.
too bad I'd hit a car before I'd hit a bush.
Are we talking about jumping from windows or your willingness to fuck a car instead of a woman?
I couldn't even tell you how many times I've said "wrong hole" today
i think we sleep fucked last night...
I had an awesome dream where you were a stegosaurus and I was a triceratops and we were hiding from a t-rex and had mad dino sex
the guy had "bad bitches only" tattooed above his penis...
I'm laying backwards. On the stairs. Eating carrots. And drinking from a captain Morgan bottle.
I don’t care that he’s a decade younger. He’s cute and I need a good penising
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