somehow, due in part to drug cocktail and alchl prior to meeting, i blacked out, got home, made total mess of kitchen, broke shower, and made 17 hard boiled eggs
That was definitely a porn plot just waiting to develop...
Last night he was fingering me with one hand to his ear, calling himself 'dj clittles'
Thats what happens when go home with guys that wear shutter shades to the bar..
When i light up a cigarette people look at of like i'm going to pee on their children.
...she's taking her top off and singing songs from Anastasia. I swear to God were solumates.
The little things make me happy. Little dicks do not.
he was grinding on you and dedicated the song "I'm in Love With a Stripper" to you then started taking his own clothes off
it's ok. he made up for it by standing there and holding my purse while i made out with three guys at the bar. it was a pretty good night.
You are. Embrace it. But you are the right kind of asshole.
This is three metal detector wands away from being the strangest porn I have ever been in the audience for.
I went to a community college and majored in Bad Decisions. I'm not exactly a chick magnet.
I just need to stick to one night stands and delete social media
Lets just say I tried to pinky promise the cop... So I was fucked up.
Cocaine and dance dance revolution for 4 hours. I consider last night a success.
Fuck you. You were a total asshole last night.
We will get to that, but can anybody tell me whose fucking socks I am wearing?!
Randomize