Those strippers last night smelled great. It was the perfect mixture of vanilla and daddy issues.
I think I'm cybering, it's been a while and its more in depth than it was in 8Th grade.
still wasted. at home depot . just threw up in one of the demo showers. not okay.
You can't keep basing your relationship off of the fact that you both love ramen noodles
Please talk me out of ordering the stripper pole for a dollar. Please.
They conduct scientific research memoirs about what sort of shit happened last night after I ate those cookies.
Being at this stripclub only reinforces how single I am. And I was *just* becoming okay with that.
She wants me to spank her and yell "Kerry! Your father is disappointed with your choices!" Fuck up but crazy hot? Or just fuck up crazy?
Next Halloween, remind me to find a different wingman. Walking out in your pirate costume talking like Captain Ahab while i was banging her and telling me I had to harpoon the white whale really pissed her off.
I was so drugged up it was amazing, I felt like a dinosaur "because I enjoyed spinach, and I got apple juice and only dinosaurs get apple juice" according to me the day of, and last night I felt like a rocket ship
And then I told him since the day he walked away to get over what I went through he lost the boyfriend right to ask why my bed is broken.
I take full pride in being the one that broke ur bed. Want to go for the sofa?
I'm to the point where I'm fantasizing about Iron Chefs going down on me.
We were still up at 6am, taking shots, because thats apparently how he liked to "get the day started".
The CEO is on this whole 'what do you do with your spare time?' kick. Umm... get drunk and have sex in bar parking lots.
Want a bet? I'm a kinky and determined motherfucker with a libido that is not easily stopped
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