I'm at subway, this 8 year old kid is judging my fashion sense with his dad. I want to kill myself.
It's ok, he's just 8, he's not judging you.
He just asked why I'm sitting alone. I honestly want to cry.
i wonder if she has dreads down there too...
I guess i tried to text 911 last night with "someone stole my bong." Thank god that doesn't work...
I just found glitter on my vibrator... whatever we're doing has to stop
so the time management class we had to take for work seems to be working. I just beat off instead of waiting for gf to get home bc it fit my schedule better.
I just paid a homeless man $20 for the dragon ball Z shirt he was wearing. I need to stop drinking
and my loofah got caught on my nipple ring in the shower today. what an awful experience.
shes laying on the floor in a bowl of salsa with her pants half off and she's crying... i dont know what to do...
I dont think he was a real cab driver. I think he was just a creepy guy with a van.
I think rendering her infertile would be a valid community service project
I have accepted that I am a sexual predator. What I can't accept is the lack of sexual men for me to seduce in this town.
My vagina: 1 Male stubborness: 0
Btw, how did you break into my room, and why did you decide that covering the mushrooms with a blanket was more secure than a lock on my door?
What part of I just want to watch porn, eat Taco Bell, and masturbate did you not understand?
I may have dislocated my hip getting fucked on the bathroom counter
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