There was a fist fight in my basement last night at four in the morning, in case you were wondering
Somerville?? What the hell are you going to do there?
Watch a movie and have sloppy make outs OBVI. 45 Harris St. in case I die.
We even fucked WHILE he was making me breakfast in bed.
So my mom just called me into her room and showed me a condom wrapper she found in my room. "Oh that's from when I was like 16." I don't think that was very comforting.
But he's not just anonymous male genitalia anymore. I've met him, I've seen his face.
Denis dont give a fuck, Denis drinks out of straws. Denis disregards the fire station & bought 18 fire hoses so he can fight it himself if the farmhouse is on fire.
I threw up in a mitten on my drive home. Wow.
Okay. This morning the comforter was wet, you were underwearless and using a tiny blanket. What'd you do??
I appreciate that you take the time to fix your typos even while masturbating
Because I'm sitting in a bath of my own wisdom and drowning my sorrows in coconut rum
I made a bong out of my deodorant today. Did you?
You could totally spank that new found Catholicism out of him.
definitely good. no good can come from sex in a very full public venue.
I get so sad when I watch him slowly destroy his life with whiskey and cocaine. Then he bites my neck and I just want to fuck him. I can't help it.
dude, where did you go? french fries taste like numbers
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