He is an equal opportunity slut.
And my awkwardness continues. I felt the need to send him a text that said roar. I did it.
Is it just me or do I always seem to have cum in my bellybutton?
Woke up the next morning in an 8 year old's bedroom. Saw my bra swinging from the spiderman ceiling fan and decided it would be best to dip out w/o it.
i'm scootering my little heart out so i'm not late for a weed pickup. this is the meaning of adolescence
I can only use one eye at a time. And if I want to listen, I have to close both of them.
My motherfucking vibrator ran out of batteries right when I was about to orgasm. It's like he's possessed everything sexual in my life and has compelled it to NOT SATISFY ME.
I have to stop letting him stay all weekend. I feel like a cored apple.
If we had kids we couldn't come home, get high and watch porn together. And that's like the only reason I get up in the morning
She has that type of face she reminds me of that weird girl from napoleon dynamite only taller and with hoop earrings.
I'm just so full of love and alcohol
I think I pulled a boob muscle during phone sex
Emojis can't explain what he felt when that ass dropped
I gave him the white girl "you spilled my psl look" and walked away
I guess I can check "drink alone in the dark" off my bucket list
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