im never drinking mad dog again and i have your belt.
Let's just say there is a bloody hand print above my bed and it's not mine. Literally.
But I don't consider them one night stands. They're auditions.
I wish I could google chicago male strippers on my work computer but I don't feel like talking to HR today
i'm sitting pantsless eating potato chips and watching porn before he picks me up for our date. I hope he's ready for this...
I need to get a life, I am either crying at every glee episode or just wanting to blow rails off photos of us
Currently getting "blaow" buzzed into my pubes. How's your thursday?
he told me it was nice to see me not blacked out mumbling to myself in the front seat, I told him it was nice to see him not in handcuffs.
Please tell me you aren't concussed from dancing on the stripper pole
I have to remind myself to breathe. That hungover.
Just wiped the ashes off my forehead before he came over to have sex. Definitely going to hell.
He took my necklace off while we were 69ing. His tongue never stopped moving either. Take that, guys who can't figure out how bras work.
Is someone on their way here yet? I'm way too tweaked to be here alone
We need a rematch, I think my pussy was on vacation the other night.
So after the absinthe shots_____(fill in the blank area for me please)......
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