It's like the Sean Connery of vaginas. You don't mess with it.
Just wanted to make sure that my favorite hot mess is still alive. I dont need words, just a response of any sort. K hope youre living
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This is sufficient.
so the time management class we had to take for work seems to be working. I just beat off instead of waiting for gf to get home bc it fit my schedule better.
so apparently I plead the 5th to every question they asked me when they put me under the conscious sedation to set my broken wrist
So when I got her home I realized being a lesbian again isn't like riding a bike...
Judging by his buldge, this guy is huge. just paid steve to follow him into the bathroom and find out. They had a convo about it.
We have a tower of vodka coming. OF VODKA
My cab driver just texted me 'goodnight beautiful'. I think my 'desperate for a guy phase' has just moved into a fuck my life phase.
Kate gave me a 3 day old cup of tequila last night and forced me to chug it. P.s. i drew u a picture
May or may not have been going down the road shooting fireworks.
I was grossed out that all their candles smelled like vagina and then I remembered where my fingers had been.
I need to get a job that holds me accountable for something. Otherwise I wake upon Monday wondering when the booze store opens and if I still have a boyfriend.
I heard you shushing me, but my screaming orgasm drowned it out.
The walk home lasted longer than the sex. He lives in the flat above the bar.
I lost my bra at his grandma's house so there's that.
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