I texted him to clear the air a bit, apologized if I freaked him out. No reply. So I'm gonna go ahead and fuck someone in a barn tonight.
She knew it was going down when I had her search for "condoms" in my iPhone Maps.
I went to check the drunk texts i sent last night but my phone deleted them already. Even my phone is ashamed.
Thats why you always identify the subtext of a blowjob before you accept it.
Yea idk it was like early in the morning and you were walking around with no shoes carrying a printer
I just masturbated and watched youtube makeup videos, which was just an extension of masturbation.
It's simple. He fucks me at his place and I fuck him at my place. It's like man of the house gets to top.
Just used the "Buddy" Poppy flower I got from a veteran to clean my one hitter. "I'm proud to be an American"
I think one of my ovaries is committing suicide. But that is a topic for another day.
At one point I had two blunts in my hand and had no idea where they came from.
You know you have a problem when your man yells at you that his penis is not your personal play toy.
Change of plans & whoring it up tonight
her idea of a romantic time is a bottle of jager, some Guacamole and chips.
can't go wrong with guac.
Got home. Somebody tried to sell me weed on the street. I've never had to try so little to find a dealer before.
I may have passed out and puked all over the host's favorite couch, but three hours and a rip later, I was eating tiramisu in the bathtub with the birthday boy and a hot Italian.
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