I can't remember if we talked about feelings. Fuck you Miller High Life.
i don't remember it, but i know we had sex because my stuffed animals were facing the wall
how do you tell someone you stalk them in a non-creepy way
you don't.
I feel like we're taking advantage of the fact that our R.A has cerebal palsey.
We decided I could make bicurious-jitos or ho-meh-jitos or heteroflexible-jitos. But not homojitos.
Was that not clear on Friday when I nearly deapthroated two ice cubes?
You are mentally unprepared to be exposed to my degree of perversion.
There is an empty space on my boobs where glow paint should be.
My g-ma saw your dick-pic and wants you to know I've got a keeper. She says her big whopper died in Korea. Good thing g-pa is still asleep.
you kept saying "i will not *breathe* regret this *breathe* in the morning *breathe* i just gotta remember *breathe* to BREATHE"
This reminds me of the time I was given a lap dance by a David Bowie drag king...
My night can be summed up in 3 words: Vodka. Threesomes. Hospital.
What am I doing with my life
Sleeping with dudes who have peacocks apparently.
So you're mad that I let you go home with the guy with soft hands but yet you can't understand that I was just trying to help you
Ahha guy saw me buying beer, went "hmmmmm" and nodded his head approvingly. No words exchanged, but he has made his way to my heart haha
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