He said he was just looking at my pictures and was thinking about how he wanted to cut my hair..then dye it black and put platnium blonde extensions throughout it and layer my hair
420 ftw
I really like him. That's why I'm having sex with someone else, so he doesnt think i'm a slut.
i deep throated a ruler to see what my limit was...
He gave a passionate hug to every tree on the way to my car.
There's a mirror laying face down next to me. A looooong full body mirror. By the looks of it it fell off the wall last night and was within centimeters of shattering on my head. Awesome.
You should see the damage i did to the apartment last night. So many broken things and butter sticks stuck to windows.No memorys
Hurricane Sex Time is the only thing iv said since it started.
So..he has a girlfriend BUT she rarely writes on her wall and is only in 5 of his 371 tagged photos and her default pic is her with some other dude. It cant be serious
Oh my god you need to get off of facebook.
All right cuz right now I'm in one of those moods where the shear thought of doing anything more strenuous than making a sandwich has me wanting to curl up in the feeble position and splash around in a puddle of my own tears.
He seemed like a really nice guy. He tried to dry my shirt because someone spilled their drink on me. I think that's how I ended up topless on his dryer.
Living room floor. I asked him to give me a back rub. He did. And smoothly transitioned that to foreplay, then basically threw me on the floor. My vagina hurts. He deserves another Christmas present.
He recreated the night that started all my mothers days. We shared a joint, drank Boones Farm, and dry humped to the Beastie Boys. Then I cried over MCA's death. Best. Gift. Ever.
Like I'm literally drinking whiskey and making a stocking for my cat right now. What. Goes. On.
Dude, they hit that lizard part of my brain that tells me to fuck people.
Preach sister.
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