im ready to get crazy and take my wig off
We should be called the Road Head Warriors
you could play connect the dots with the people ive fucked in this room
Please stop sending me picture messages of your shit. Seriously. I don't care if it looks like popcorn chicken.
I drove to my yoga class while eating a piece of bacon. Wow. I see myself in a whole new light.
fuck. I just remembered I agreed to let you finger me last night for solely for "scientific purposes"
I know. She seems like she getting that "need some dick" restlessness. Might explain the feisty attitude
4 people stoned, 3 boys I've slept with, 2 I gave chlamydia, and a partridge in a pear treeeeee
How festive
you texted him "it's time for the no pants dance", please get your tubes tied.
We just don't discuss our relationships. It's pretty much like we're single no matter what to each other. And I'm okay with that. ¯\\(ツ)/¯
He's talking about me being Slave Princess Leia and how he'll chain me up. I don't have the heart to point out that he would be Jabba in that scenario...Is it bad that his lack of SW knowledge is destroying my lady boner?
But lunch with my dad really just means an hour and a half of him telling me how he's disappointed and how he knows I'm on drugs
I am sitting in my lingerie, eating frozen cookie dough out of a bowl, and watching family. My hump day is going great
I like shiny stuff tho if that’s an emotion
Where do you think black out memories go?
Into the dark abysmal abyss of the deepest, darkest part of your mind. It's obviously the bodies natural defense to protect you from witnessing the shit you do while actually blacked out.
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