So my shaver died while I was trimming...ya know. And now it is half way done. I don't think there's currently any aesthetic in keeping it this way...
I woke up at 4am on the couch with half my clothes on. And by half my clothes I mean my earrings.
Yeah he kicked my ass... He probably wouldnt have hit me as hard though if I wasnt lauging and yelling " I fucked your sister I fucked your sister" over and over again.
How dare you send me a picture after midnight that isn't porn. You know the rules.
I swear to god he's a one man village people.
I think I have internal bruising from those poses we were doing last night. My own ribs hurt me. I don't understand.
I'm stranded in the Hampton area. Looks like I'm going to have to take one for the team and pass out by this applebees.
All I remember is intermittent flashes of being passed out on the side of the road 3 or 4 different times. And telling him to just leave me there and I would walk home in the morning.
I rocked my own world, he was just a prop.
just remember the most important rule of taking psychedelics: monsters can't get through blankets
Current state of being: shivering like a new born kitten on the bathroom floor
does having sex with an episode of House playing in the background count as studying for my MCAT?
lmao he sent me a snapped but i'm afraid to open.
i think i have dick pic PTSD.
yeah, but I wanna be the girl that makes him realize he's 100% gay
I brought coffee but not enough for the naked guy on your porch
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