no one is going to fuck you in a field of bunnies
as nice as a boyfriend sounds, a relationship would require morals and self-restraint - both fields in which i lack.
momma always taught us never to change for a boy..
Well today was Thanksgiving Anti-Miracle Daydrinkathon so I had to be drunk by 2pm
We made out while a LIT cigarette dangled out of the side of his mouth. Disturbing or slightly erotic?
just walked past the recycling bin in class, there's keystone cans in it. go cougs.
One good thing about being a mom now, I can tell which guys I'm dating were breastfed and which weren't... By the way they latch on to my breast during sex! Kinda kills the mood.
fun fact #6 about tuesday nights: giving head with two 40s taped to your hands is not as easy as you would think
Target doesn't accept your signature for your credit card if you draw a dick on the pad. Even of your name is Richard.
Mr. Clingalot just ran from our apartment. What the hell?
I started to cry afterward and mumble random things. Examples: "God, please don't make me be so gay anymore" and "my mom is going to be so proud of me for fucking a dude this time." It was that or let him stay the night and cuddle. I mean, fuck that horrible shit I'm a girl that needs her space.
But the guy you're fucking should not be within ten pounds of your weight when you're five fucking feet tall and he's 6'2". That's all I'm saying.
I'm not sure whom I'm texting but I put you in my phone as last nights fuck budy, and I'm just curious if I left my clutch with you?
He won't leave and I need to take a shit and vomit, quite possibly at the same time.
Showing girls my stab wound was not the brilliant idea I thought it was.
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.
She walked up to me and whispered "I hope you're good at sex" and led me to the beach.
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