I have a feeling that after last night, i'm not just going to hell. i'm going to hell on a full scholarship. free admission bitches
now i know why i became what i already was.
yah i'm on my way- is everything ok?
i'm holding a walmart bag of my own hot vomit that i closed up with some random chicks hair tie. we r pretty fucking far from ok
My sole motivation for showering this morning was to masturbate. Something is wrong here...
apparently i was just sitting there with my shirt down holding my boobs saying "its ok. its all gonna be ok"
he let me wear his jacket and there was a magnum and a bowl in his pocket ... I think im in love
im not going to any frat parties next semester. for once i want them to think its actually hard to get in my vagina
she asked me if i can do her a favor, came over, and gave me head then left. i still dont understand how that was a favor for her.
If it's any consolation, I've been sitting in the hallway in assless chaps for the past thirty minutes
On campus. Grown men in women's sexy bee costumes. Complete with legwarmers. This cannot be real life.
No one understands the complete and utter debilitating 3 day bday bender.
I had to switch coats with someone at work because you can see the giant sex choke bruise on my neck. Being kinky is hard.
I was having a serious heart-to-heart, and then the weed gummy kicked in.
I want you to defile me in my childhood bed.
So many questions...the two most important are, where the fuck is my booze and how did you even get the couch through the door?
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