He can't get past my hymen. At least that's what he said it feels like.
i love how people use prayer to talk shit about eachother in a 'holy' manner.
you made me "pop lock and drop it" as a sobriety test last night..
So you had sex with my brother?
It sounds like you dont need me to answer that.
Home safe. Psyche shattered. Still rolling. In love with the morrocan rug in the living room.
HE HAS A CHODE. LIFE IS NOT GOING TO BE EASY FOR HIM.
Hovering on the line between her being fuckable and me being too drunk to fuck. Life's juggling act in progress here.
I received a letter in the mail from my ex equipped with a used condom,dirt, some hair, and a nude portrait of myself.
He tried to spell out "PROM?" in his cum on my stomach during sex. It was terrible
well did you say yes?
sex on the stairs. not our finest idea.
I can get there in 20, one question, Drress Code? Stripper Lite (make up may require an additional 5-10 minutes), Suggestive Professor (professor Kamil's cleavage ain't got nothing on me), Daywear, Dyke (and trust me you ain't seen dyke), or Exactly What I'm Wearing Right Now. (all of the above may arrive under a coat and are subject to my level of sobriety. Which is currently like nonexistent).--xoxo you know you love me, Gossip Girl.
This drunk lesbian I just met keeps trying to shove sushi in my mouth. Help.
I wish drunk me came with subtitles
I've reached the last of the wine in my cup so now I have to sit up in my bed to get it through the crazy straw
I can't be a daydrinker without you. It just doesn't work.
I love you too.
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