I'm not saying he was bad at sex, but I'm pretty sure I anti-climaxed.
i just carried on a conversation with my mother from another room mid-ejaculation. you would have done the same
went to library to start paper due tomorrow & took those orange addys u gave. now realizing they were ur xanax. completely fucked and going to fail, but calmly at peace with the situation.
It starts with an S and ends with arah just gave me a bj.
And you kept repeating "I didn't know know that this was a no blow job zone."
we got 12 live crabs and then we got really stoned and know we're playing with the crabs. thats nom watermellon nom. now i'm plaing with a crap whos such a gentleman
My blowjobs put them in a state of relaxation similar to that of getting hit with a tranquilizer. The fear comes after the sex.
Apparently i asked the cab driver how much the ride was going to cost, (he said about $25) then i offered him 50 to let me drive the cab...
your life is going to be an empowering working mom montage tomorrow to Katy P's ROAR... --are you living in a yoplaít comercial?
I'm permanently fucked. Every liquid I put into my mouth automatically tastes like fireball.
Oh you know, the usual. We had a good date, I took her back home, she took off my pants, laughed, and left.
I swear to god if you eat that last piece of pie while I'm gone I will never speak to you again. I'm so serious.
I'm still home, my life isn't together. Currently drying my pants
Wait... why were you finger painting at one in the morning?
I was trying to decide if i was still high whenever i realized i was pressing the buttons on the microwave cause i liked the sound.
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