i want to have as much fun as i did last weekend. but plus the condom and minus the fear.
people who like being in relationships make me feel bad about myself.
oh my god i'm in a crawl space
He said last night that he'd never had such a great conversation and such a great handjob at the same time.
His new job just became new places to have sex at.
Now I'm at the gym and I never want to leave. It's a combo of adderall and endorphins and I don't want it to go away
I'm not really made for random hookups.. i'm like a swan.. i don't wanna have random swan sex. i just wanna have one swan hubby and fly around the world together and eat bread that people throw at us..
Tequila Tuesdays need to not carry on throughout the week. Having a sad Saturday
I started dipping tositos in my screwdriver last night
then apparently I went "not bad" and continued
i've now hooked up with two guys who have tattoos of their sister's names...so that's a reality i have to live with...
You know darned well I have a well-documented weakness for redheads, Subway and hand-drawn graphic novels.
I didn't even respond. Just letting the crazy settle before I calmly fuck his shit up.
i found a picture from last night of you sat on the floor naked, covered in butter and crying. care to explain?
I was hoping you could tell me..
Intoxication Level: I'm as graceful and flawless as a fucking dinosaur.
the bastard is cheating on me with some sleazy barista from Starbucks
That’s his wife they’re back together
You say potato, I say sleazy barista
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