2:23 am: come sit on my lap i have a stick that'll keep you in place
Some random slut told me I was a good dancer then gave me a handjob. I felt like fucking John Travolta.
His appology was" look at it this way, at least you'll give better head without those teeth.'
Apparently I confessed my love for him last night. Also, my love for cash4gold commercials.
I just googled if crying burns calories
It was actually pretty good. His cock is as fat as the rest of him and I took out my contacts so I couldn't see him clearly.
the back of my hand read, "say no to drugs." my palm read, "say yes to shots." when the fuck did I write that?
This is stressing me out. I feel like I need to eat the dick.
He smells so good today
Seriously, back away from the sexual harrasment suit.
I found a half-finished mass text from my California weekend that said "things I want to rape: you, things, stuff, and le"
Omg last night I was giving shots out like I was the Willy Wonka of the alcohol world.
I tried to have a quickie with him at the company happy hour. I think I need to quit my job.
You're officially the most high maintenance man I've ever had inside me.
What happened?
New Orleans
Every time
Why can I remember how tall Nicki Minaj is from looking up her height once months ago, yet after weeks into the semester I can't even remember where any my classrooms are located
Importance
Randomize
