break up sex still means we will always be broken up.
apparently the secret to your success is patron
We video chatted for almost two hours. But I woke up with puke on my keyboard. The question of the day: were we still chatting when I vommed? No idea.
she is graduated, working for the school, and puking in the bathroom of a frat house. she wants brush her hair so she doesnt "look trashy". im in love.
There are huge fuckin pieces of palm tree in the road. what a road hazard. as i sit here and text you as i swerve to miss them
he knocked over the vodka and juice...picks up the cup and says "yes", takes the last sip...doesnt even worry about the mess all over the floor and we continue having sex.
stuck in traffic next to occupy boston. smells like patchouli and unshaven pubes
I have hit nutritional rock bottom I am spreading peanut butter on to lays potato chips
I sent two dick pics to a wrong number and one was in .gif format so it was helicoptering all over the place. I single handedly ruined a child's life.
It's amazing
I want to run hundreds of miles and do a whole semesters worth of homework while flying on a unicorn and throwing endless glitter bombs
I remember grabbing your ass. So firm. So right. I don't regret it.
Those thigh tattoos deserve the handsomest of grins between them. Dont settle.
That jawline could fucking have its way with me.
I was amazing, unlike anything he's ever experienced. I somehow made him feel young and old.and he never felt old before. He feels I will literally kill him. With my magic, lethal vagina.
I swear 2020 just keeps getting worse and worse
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