I can't remember if we talked about feelings. Fuck you Miller High Life.
I may or may not have screamed I'M ON A BOAT while having sex...on a boat. I think I was born to have sex with him.
we got a new version of the plan b at the pharmacy now. its called next choice. you would think they would come up with better names for these things.
The worst part of it is that he's not the first man I've fucked with 2+ chihuahua's.
The camp director doesn't care if we drink and i'm running the rifle range. Someone is going to get sued.
My corndog is like a popsicle of bread. A WHOLE. POPSICLE. OF BREAD.
How could I forget your birthday? I have an alarm in my phone to ask you for sex that day.
P.S. I just made up pleasure scepter for the purpose of that last message.
My mom just made me promise her that i'll care about the next guy I sleep with
However, you did manage to order seven different drinks while fingering her at the packed bar - it was like watching the pizza men pound the dough in the windows
My brother is chasing tequila with vodka. Not sure how it will turn out, but I like his style.
I'm over being sad. I'm now onto thinking about all the ways in which he is a total fuckwaste
I woke up uncovered, spread eagled to my dad saying "you really need to stop sleeping naked."
I'm too pretty to be this sexually frustrated.
when you come over can you bring tequila and my birth control? Thanks girl!
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