you laughing but yo laptop wet dumbass
"don’t complain, I have it worse than you"
sometimes i get distracted by my own cleavage like… nice…….
when you wanted a nude in the 1500s you had to sit there and get your ass painted for 8 hours
my problem with writing stories is that i’d rather imagine it and play it out in my mind than actually put it into words
if a guy buys you a bunch of drinks and then expects you to have sex with him you can just give him back the drinks by puking into his lap
well? can he????
talk shit get cried in front of